innosence

as the dawn breaks ,hope emerges from the evry dew drop seen,
nature calls reflects reality somehow forces us to think ,
though change is a law of nature ,but why needed
cause i cant recognise myself , everytime i dig deep .
everything that haunts my memory
i dont remember,as if lost under the shimering sky
i left her behind i believe hence cant fill my emptyness
the baren lands washed with hollow dreams
kept for being weathered , with every desire vibrating
for time never moved to be seen ,
never still tO be with grief .
my existance facinated me with illusions
as what i saw resulted in her demotion
though she never left but grew
blessed with love ,encouraged by hopes ,caught by oaths
everytime i recall her smile past blooms ,
but the fragrance is long past gone .

Reviews

[Laura Lynn]

...hollow dreams, so sad, aww, shucks! that's sad.

True, the shimmering sky outweighs or outshines, awes us more than some memories of people even beautiful people...