Barefooted dreams

I trudge along the sands of time, 

Hoping to find a memory lost, 

And a second chance.

The scorching heat of the sun

Burns through the soles of my feet, 

But the callouses acquired from those 

 Woeful years protects me. 

I long to quench my thirst - 

Not of water;

But of regrets I have tried to forget. 

I have been searching for the well of your love, 

Deep enough to fill my soul

Plagued with longing of your return.  

If I shout to the stars

In the middle of this barren desert of the past, 

Who would shout back at me? 

A mere echo of your shadow would suffice

To help this broken excuse of a man. 

If only the genie from the lamp 

Could grant my wishes, 

Instead of letting me trudge along

This forsaken path -

I hope to walk with you.

We'd leave our footprints  

With these calloused feet, 

To forgotten worries and

Barefooted dreams in the sand.  

Reviews

[Inject Positivity]

another sweet write... the title caught my eye... there is a longing and memory of past... i loved the setting of the poem... nice use of words...
"i hope to walk with you
we'd leave our footprints
with these calloused feet
to forgotten worries and
barefooted dreams in the sand" i loved these line... very sweetly done mate... full ratings....

[Carissa Marie]

Thank you. Very much appreciated. :)