Reminiscing sorrows of yesteryear,
is futile my dear, spread your wings,
and soar without fear,
Their stony eyes would again stare,
but in awe and reverence.
Maybe their dispassionate heart,
might stumble upon fortuitous love.
And they would too follow your dreams,
chasing a distant star-trail,
flowing through the seams
Blinded are thoughts,
by norms of past,
muffle their Insipid gossip,
For you have smiles to carve,
hope to catch and memories to engrave,
Stay strong, my little Dream weaver.
Poetry Form – Shape Poem
This is absolutely BRILLIANT. I love it 🙂 Thank you so much for linking up to Prose for Thought – sorry I am late in commenting and I hope that you will be back to link up this week 🙂 x
Meaningful poem that reverbate through the soul. Btw, how do u come up with visual image of shape poetry>
Meaningful esp. the last stanza
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