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Welcome
To the City
Of Broken Dreams
Where the lies
Burn
For candles
While the light
Fades through the beams

Where
The ferry man
Smiles
At you drowning
Asks
For no fare
Once
… Here
Twice
… Has been
But never
Getting you there

Where
Tomorrow
Rains
Salty
Drops of sorrow
And you soul
Lies
An open sore
Where
The shelves
Of might been
Echoes of empty
Yet
The Sale signs
Yells at the door

Never then
Never hence
Mists of yarning
For ever more

Mismatch
Of jagged edges
Which Never meet
“Keep
Your head up”
This is
The land
Of lost feet

Here is
IF
Standing Strong
Sweet moments
Turning sour
Time stretching
Long
Forgotten
Looking
For hopes
To devour

Welcome
To the City
Of Broken Dreams

© 2012, MZ. All rights reserved.

MZ (13 Posts)

Blogger, writer, dappling in Poetry and freelancing in Web and Graphic Design.


8 Comments

  1. Great balance and heartfelt emotions. I see a lonely room in a lonely world.

    • Thank you Danny, we are all lonely inside our dreams!

  2. so very sad. A lot of emotion here MZ. Well done. :)

    • Thanks Dani, We need sadness to see the brightness.

  3. Anya

    Oh, I think I’ve been there…

    This was beautifully and sadly written.

    • We all been there Anya; Thanks :)

  4. Sinfully Tragic..MZ. But..I feel like screaming.. “I want to LIVE!!!” To hell with the Vultures..it’s plenty of Rats for them to eat.

    However, it’s the kind of Darkness that I like. It forces you to think of Brighter. Awesome!!!!

    • I like the way you think Mantra; I almost wrote:”Nothing is what it seems” for the next line!

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