the wind whispered stories
and drew me from my cave
to the jagged shorelines of your ocean
of my grave
waves of grief and disbelief
lap gently at my feet
only to recede and reveal
a bed of broken dreams
April 10, 2012
broken dreams
By musicmaker22
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April 10th, 2012 at 9:40 pm
thats beautiful…
April 10th, 2012 at 11:18 pm
Wonderful water imagery. The line “waves of grief and disbelief” is extremely powerful that it can send chills up and down your spine.
April 11th, 2012 at 4:08 pm
Heavy poem!! captures the feeling of crushing despair when dreams die…