The dreams remain

I am thin glass
i wear a mask
but the words you speak are so delicate
i have come before
walked along this shore
the space i occupy is so desolate
you sing to me
throw the words away
but the dreams are always mine
and if i fall, i will climb
the cascade of pain that bars my way
and what is left will always remain
the dreams that talk
the memories that walk
along the river that colours my day
and as the night struggles
with the last words you said
salvation strays
the dreams fade
but they will always be mine.


© Rik - 10/04/2007




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Written on 2007-04-10 at 19:43

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Zoya Zaidi
"and if i fall, i will climb
the cascade of pain that bars my way
and what is left will always remain"

I love the longing expressed here through pain...

"the dreams fade
but they will always be mine."

And the desire to carry on, come what may...

As always you know how to convey with lyricism the pathos of suffering, gently, softly, like a balm on a sore... lol!

(((Hugs for the feeling of forlornness that envelops one on reading this)))
Love, Zoya
2007-04-14


F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
this makes me think of others' decisions altering a dream, but the basis of the dream was made in his mind, so it can't be touched by anyone... as long as he holds on to it, no changes can ever be imposed... something to that effect anyway :) melancholic air to this, not wanting to let go is the main feeling i get... beautiful wording, and a gentle flow that carries the mood so very well... good stuff :) *hugs* xx
2007-04-14


Kiran
Poignant and beautifully written. Another wonderful poem! Some dreams are worth retaining! :-)
2007-04-11


Mr.Mist
Dreams certanly remain.
The should be held on to forever!!!
As always Im amazed by the way you wisely choose your words!!! Such a nice poem to read. Was listening ti Bob Marley`s "Three little Birds" while reading. It was special...

-mr.m
2007-04-11



you sound like you almost want to cast them aside, the dark dreams rik? and are both drawn and torn by the light of the other personna in the beginning of the poem. Beautiful work, hold onto your dreams but allow the light to filter into them, would be my advice. I have a dream catcher and not many dark dreams get past it's magical web!

Smiling at you from sunny TaiLand
2007-04-10