Offsprings Of A Shattered Dream

Searching the rubble

Of my ravaged heart

I found out shards

Of dreams, broken,

Scattered out of

The niches I carved

Over a toil of eternity.

The winds of reality

Snuffed the flickers

Of my youthful hopes.

Yet, I stubbornly grope

For the pieces to re-collect,

And nurture a host

Of younger hopes,

Produced with the shattering

Of a single dream.

10 Responses

  1. All that because of one shattered dream?! Boy, do you harbor some deep-rooted emotional…hmmm…talent :D

    “The winds of reality

    Snuffed the flickers

    Of my youthful hopes.”

    Hehe, nice one!

  2. Nice thought with beautiful words. great yar.

  3. Yes, nadia .. I harbor some deep .. rooted … emotional … stuff .. :D
    Thanx for calling it talent! I’d gladely take that :)

    MZ .. welcome back yara! :)

  4. hmm it very much depicts what u have written in ur about me section… it gives an optimistic view of ur thinking style…
    and beautification of optimism is even more wonderful job…
    :)

  5. Ohhhh….I loved the positive vibes in this poem. This really calls for courage.

  6. The “stubborn groping for positivity” is what my bro Aadi is all about – right? :P

  7. ‘the ever encouraging attitude’ is what my sis Asma has :-)

  8. aww – thanks! :P

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