Unfulfilled
The rain beats down
Shimmering from the foggy sky
Casting it's shadows on all to frown
To myself no longer could I lie.
My dreams lay weeping
And trying to concentrate,
My heart breaks, creeping
With no soul, to relate.
The sparrow whistles in delight
As lovers walk the tarmac beside me
Melancholy gnawing at me in fright
"Is this how life gonna be?"
My dreams lay, sieged
My heart resides broken
Like an exposed leaf, bleached,
My life is but a token.
Standing alone with my face bleak
Head jerked upwards, undistilled
The road seems far and my spirit, weak
And my life I throw at fate, dreams unfulfilled.
By
Temajung Michael
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