if dreams could speak,
mine would tell you,
how often
they saw you.
if shadows could feel,
yours would envy,
the constancy
of me by you.
if the past was alive,
ours would know,
how strong
is a promise.
dreams don't speak.
shadows don't feel.
the past never comes alive.
let the new wind
breeze away the old.
let the new horizon
charm you.
let a new sunrise
brighten your vast sky.
save a place among millions,
for this dull old star...
who smiles at you
each forgotten night.
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This one is a direct opposite scenario of that in "frosty thoughts". Of the lot I think this had the best title. The personification used is simply beautiful. The poem gets over before you even know it - not that it is good or bad; but just something that i observed.
this poem plays an important role in everyone's life.. it really expresses everything....i have in my mind........and you expressed it so beautifully.......everything....u wrote in this one is absolutely true.....and.its...simply beautiful......
You write so well. dont stop. keep writing. This poem has touched me and i know it would touch others who would read it...you seem to have penned out my emotions.. good write....keep it up
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