by madtat29Farmington, New Mexico, USA
Feb 2014 394 Views 14 comments
Waking dreams
As all of this runs through my head,
I wish that I'd go back to bed,
Dreams of kings with queens.
Long forgotton things,
I remember them all,
Running fingers across,
Cracked, broken, brick walls,
Empty voices echoing lonely halls,
I hear them call,
Choose not to listen,
Tears brim and eyes glisten,
The aching loss of a love thats missing....
I wish that I'd go back to bed,
Dreams of kings with queens.
Long forgotton things,
I remember them all,
Running fingers across,
Cracked, broken, brick walls,
Empty voices echoing lonely halls,
I hear them call,
Choose not to listen,
Tears brim and eyes glisten,
The aching loss of a love thats missing....
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2014
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Woke up with these strange images and a deep sad feeling...wrote it down before it dissapeared in the daily grind...Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (14)
Phyllis
How wonderful for us, to hear your Waking dreams...
Stunning thoughts...
Martina xxx
The aching loss of a love thats missing....
Many times I would lay in my bed and think of a poem end, when I got up in the morning I had forgotten every word, so many poems I have lost like that, I now have pen and paper beside my bed.
There is a deep sadness in this poem madtat, very good though.
of the nations from time immemorial whose groanings
for peace immpressing itself on the human psyche.