Broken Dreams Poems - Poems about Broken Dreams

My name's ANGIE, are you listening? I grew up listening to that group called Rolling Stones I was told you're wasting your time by dreaming They never knew how harsh they were with those tones. YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT Words they thought were normal for dreamers I didn't see why not, nothing could stop that Until one RUBY...

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In the nights when sleep hides among shadows and broken dreams, The night wind becomes a caress of cold stars on my skin, It penetrates deep into my lungs, like a crystal serpent of silence, And I wonder, with longing that sings silence in echoes of lost time, When was the last time I felt the thrill of undefined...

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Across the landscape of broken dreams There is a lack of a vision it seems. In the journey of suffering and of faith The rewards of joy are a long wait. The prayers are fervent and sustained The answers are not, only silence remains. To continue on could be such a waste Because there is no comfort in this state. Yet...

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Glass hearts shattering From birth to death instantly Stillborn seems to dream...

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What revelation! I saw the light, A simple plan, my future bright. I put my hopes and dreams in action, Solely for my own satisfaction. A perfect plan with one thing lacking, Needing father's financial backing. But when I plead to fund my way, "Son, not today," was all he'd say Each day I'd rise and ask him why, He only gave the same...

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A broken thought holds meaning Even though its not completed A broken dream shines, envisaging Even though its not really alive A broken smile brings a sweetness Even though its not always smiling A broken tear falls from the soul Even though its not filled with hope A broken heart shares a silent light, Even though it isn’t softly glowing… Like candlelight, with assurance, knowing That...

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Following a road built on broken dreams Nothing is as easy as it seems Through out life comes the rain only thing is how you hide the pain There will be times of trail When you can loose your smile To just keep on going is for the best This is the test Strength is built on broken dreams Harder...

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A chance to dream A lovers guide Butterflies in a waiting room A glass of frozen wine A touch of petrified time A way to smile cherished beneath the stars The rain falls low The Wind rises high The Moon the stake...

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Broken Dreams Tonight I´m happy and sorrowful I refuse to cry over lost friends I´m drunk as well. It feels good to up the anchor of sobriety let alcohol give wind to my sails. A clipper buying tea in China not useless plastic toys. Sleek, the line and the women admired me. Let the clipper sail. I don´t care; I shall stay and make love...

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There is a simple fact very few of you see I’m as alive as alive can be. I start at the mountains and I end at the sea, Life is abundant inside of me. MY life begins by the melting of snow and ice. My rapids are guilty of taking life. This saddens me deeply and it hurts my soul, Murder wasn’t...

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Alabaster moon prodigal with pearlescent promises, extravagant assurances, pretends to symbolize jazzy moon-in-June romance for young lovers. Gibbous guitarist plucks out honeyed heart-string progressions; passion-fueling improvisations entwine as two hearts syncopate to soul-stirring rhythms. Feeling the beat, tapping those feet jitterbugging hips sway in sync towards the dark side of the moon. Gyrating in a sensual frenzy of broken dreams, exhausted bodies execute a heart-break dance of missteps. One last mournful note and the...

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" A broken hand is fixed wid bandages... A broken heart is fixed wid someones love... But what about a broken dream.. What can that be fixed with... Can it be fixed wid money... Or can it be fixed it a degree... Or could education fix it... The dreams in the eyes of the parents... When sending us to school... The hopes in their...

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My dad did not give me many words ...

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morning has broken broken dreams in the cold light of day ________________________________________________________ POET'S NOTES With her monoku, Marlene 'Mountain' Morelock Wills (1939–2018), challenged the idea that haiku must consist of two juxtaposed images. I explore parallelism as a possible poetic device in this monoku, as well as a form of internal rhyme. Besides...

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Im broken In pain Lost Hurt useless My world coming apart Love An acid disease That breaks me gets me nowhere That visual effect Lips locked fingers crossed Spiritually pure ecstasy My heart fears loneliness Wondering will love ever love me back...

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