Requiem for my Dream

Requiem for my Dream

A Poem by the_stoic
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a mournful song for what used to be my dreams ...

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Y did I dream
Of meadows and streams
Where we could skip and hop and watch each others joyous faces gleam.

Y did I dream
Of your birthdays
When I could shower you with gifts and rubies
And satisfy your sweet tooth with lots of cookies.

Y did I dream
Of growing old with thy shoulder to rest on
Listening to your sweet songs, customized lullaby that I’ll forever long.

Y did I dream
That someday I would accompany you to your violin classes
And arrange for musical opera passes.

Y did I dream
Of you making French toasts and black coffee
Which we could together relish and wind up with spirits laden toffees.

Y did I dream
Of lazy afternoons
When we would watch the romantic saga of Titanic over and over again
And vow to each other never to let go, come sunshine or rain.

Y did I dream
Of joy and mirth all around
With everyone’s blessings, cherishing ecstasy profound.

Y did I dream
Of a happy family with you
My innocent heart cries out, yet the motives you misconstrue.

Y did I dream
That my love would transcend all and leave no room for even a speck of hate
Fate had but other plans
For I finally ended up getting caught in its bait.

Y did I dream
That good things were in store for me cause I was a good man
Unaware that I was predestined to be outcast by the entire clan.

Y did I dream
Of dreams that were never supposed to come true
A sullen feeling of self loathing has now started to brew.

Y did I dream
If they had to shatter this way
Now that they are gone , how longer will I be able to stay ?

© 2010 the_stoic


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There is such a sadness in the loss of these dreams... the questions of why. Yet, I see within the dreams that there was a beauty and a hope and deeper joy than circumstances... something more than mere life can give. Dreams are the food that can sustain us through life's droughts...

Posted 14 Years Ago


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There is such a sadness in the loss of these dreams... the questions of why. Yet, I see within the dreams that there was a beauty and a hope and deeper joy than circumstances... something more than mere life can give. Dreams are the food that can sustain us through life's droughts...

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Just a reminder that dreams can come true. Your words resinate within as I ask the same, Y. ~ Judi

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I can see your pain….stoic…
But one thing….
You are really talented….
The way in which your grief comes out, through your poem…..is fantastic…touching…….
See you…..


Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

another sad but amazing poem from you.

Posted 14 Years Ago


This touches the core of me
'"Y did I dream
Of dreams that were never supposed to come true
A sullen feeling of self loathing has now started to brew.

Y did I dream
If they had to shatter this way
Now that they are gone , how longer will I be able to stay ?"
I had a drean too...I wish the best for you. D

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is really amazing here!
It's deep and powerful I like this write alot.
I can tell this was written from the heart and soul.
Awesome writing!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is a very emotional poem. I suggest next time to actually use the word why instead of just the letter. just a suggestion okay :)

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh wow...This was really deep and had a lot of meaning in it...I liked it. Your a good writer! I'm glad your new to the community! And, I hope that you stay.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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