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.
Very nice!!
ReplyDeleteWell done
ReplyDeleteFabulous.. The floor is waiting to be swept indeed ❤
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