DROWNING IN DREAMS hastywords / April 10, 2014 Written by Fatima Naeem and HastyWords Her eyelashes flutter, like ruffled feathers As sunshine peeks into her dreams Searching for that one truth she longed for Looking for the innocence lost for love Reliving that first kiss again and again In the park on the most perfect spring day The sun shining beautifully bright It’s kiss of warmth against her cheeks Oh… That kiss made her feel so vibrant How could such a simple touch Make her feel so much more than alive Like an eagle soaring for the first time Going against the impossible wind with ease Getting higher above everyone and everything Then… Just when she thought she had touched the sky The dream always faded into a vast black abyss She’d try to stay but always awoke with a start Taking reality in one bleak, sad second at a time Tears would blur her vision, followed by her cries Because in this world she was left behind, alone As her one true love battled with death and died Though it had been more than a year ago These damn dreams laced her future with her past How she wished they would just end, let her go She needed to move on and live again, start over But… How could she go on if the only time she felt alive Was inside a dream with a man who was long gone How could she move on and find a new dream When she loved the dream she had, she still has Share this:TweetMoreShare on TumblrPocketTelegramEmailPrintRedditLike Loading...
I knew that one was going to turn dark after that sweet beginning… but I am okay with that… good job. LikeLike Reply
“Reliving that first kiss again and again” I know this is gonna sound corny, but I do remember my first kiss: it was during a game of ‘spin the bottle.” Not to discount your wonderful poem or make light; just something that struck me. Cheers, Lance LikeLike Reply
it’s not about letting go! it’s about remembering those times go and bad showing you that dreams do come true… LikeLike Reply
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Sad and beautiful!
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I knew that one was going to turn dark after that sweet beginning… but I am okay with that… good job.
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Poignant and beautiful.
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and Fatima naeem is … ?
anyway brilliant poem.
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🙂 okay … i have not viewed your duet partners page, i will now
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thank you 🙂
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“Reliving that first kiss again and again”
I know this is gonna sound corny, but I do remember my first kiss: it was during a game of ‘spin the bottle.”
Not to discount your wonderful poem or make light; just something that struck me.
Cheers,
Lance
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it’s not about letting go! it’s about remembering those times go and bad showing you that dreams do come true…
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Reblogged this on thisoldtoad.
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Reblogged this on SherayxWeblog.
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Dreams full of a kiss!
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Thank you all for the wonderful comments on our collaborative work!
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