April DreamsA Poem by xX Antithesis Xx
When dreams may come and lives may lay,
In winters ashes turn to grey.
The dawn of hope and time to share,
the time you have to sit and stare. Blank sheets and courses none to bare,
the end of the beginning if only part to share. Through loss and love in tears and trials,
stay and stray for a while. What dreams may come in rain they blaze
on carpets and in empty trays in alleys they call with twisted teeth, and hands gnarled well to keep Knotting and knitting a half past sorrow in windowed trees with glistening brooks they see their ends and never look upon the image lane so bare without a spell cast to spare. © 2008 xX Antithesis Xx |
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Added on April 13, 2008 Last Updated on April 30, 2008 AuthorxX Antithesis XxDead Road 66AboutThis is the part where I tell you all about who I am and what I am here for. The second part should be obvious...I'm here to write. To tell stories, to write poetry, and mostly to share my thoughts .. more..Writing
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