Street of Broken Dreams
There is a place far from here
a land full of bitter tears,
a place where lonely folks can go
when they seek to mend broken hearts,
and find lost dreams.
A land of winding lonely streets,
dark places where the sad ones come
walking alone with shattered memories
known only as the street of broken dreams.
It is a land of bitter memories,
dark dreams and broken hearts;
a place far from here, where only
the lonely can walk....
...on the streets of broken dreams.
The sun rarely shines on these stained walks,
dark shadows mar their way...
sadness and bitter tears are their signposts
on these empty streets of broken dreams.
Those who come may linger awhile,
seeking to find their way,
until at last their journey brings them...
to the end of their street of broken dreams.
Copyright © Richard Moriarty | Year Posted 2011
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