The Forbidden Hope
Rolling down the window, I see a graveyard of broken dreams. The flaming bookshelf, Combats manifold ice-cold desires. The tempestuous mind Murmurs the mutilated spectre, “Rise! Rise! Rise!” The love-sick heart mourns, Congealed in senseless cold. I quiver, Burning in boiling sweat. Do I dare? Not yet dissolved in aflamed desire. Five summers have passed In joyless dimmed lonely rooms. The winds yet again lift the drowsy spirits Once tameless and swift! Ashes fly from an unextinguished hearth The light mocks the dark, To survive the joy unravished. Wake up to the world’s delight Why shrink, my heart? Why despair over the departed? Nothing walks with aimless feet. Let not pining visions dim Rekindle forbidden hopes Complete the dance The floor is waiting to be swept.
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