Uprooting Dreams
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Abandoning yesterday,
Time morphs into tomorrow.
While uprooting dying dreams,
watered with tears of sorrow.
Love's no longer on the scene;
turning my dreams into dust.
And though tethered to my heart,
trust has eroded to rust.
Paradise is a desert
when the wind whispers your name.
For it reminds me you left,
and now nothing feels the same.
Tattered, dried-out memories
tend to crumple at my touch.
And blow away with the wind,
not counting for very much.
The sun continues to shine,
and the sky is just as blue.
But my reason for living
disappeared, along with you.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2016
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