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Dreams on Paper Napkins


Author: MysterydarkPoet
ASL Info:    20/f/Aust
Elite Ratio:    3.13 - 157 /295 /173
Words: 202
Class/Type: Poetry /Serious
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Dreams on Paper Napkins



Seems all just blur,
but it feels like another day
sitting across from your pretty face
In the corner of the cafe-

with smoke filled air,
You're staring into the distance,
with saddness in your eyes,
so I write my dreams on paper napkins
just to wipe your tears aside-

but somethings stinging at my heart
As everything fades away,
It's been years I've held onto
What you so carelessly threw away-

Now i hold such woeful sorrows
Close to my heart,
Hoping one day they'll fade,
And we'll stop growing apart

But you left me for years,
Hallucinating colours,
better times and replayed memories
and a sudden change of the current,
but how- if you won't meet me halfway
And just continue to wash
My soul away

No one said dreams had to be perfect-
& I never could promise you everything
But my ink stained napkins,
were always better than nothing.
Cause i can't afford to give
More than a poor man,
can afford to receive.

If my dreams mean so little,
then there's nothing else i can say
that the sound of my breaking heart
couldn't put in a better way.




Submitted on 2009-06-27 03:02:59     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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I don't know what it is about your writing but I love your poetry. It's the words and their meaning, not by what you mean but how it speaks to me. Your words change every time I read them. Every time I read one of your poems I get inspired. And that, to me, is the greatest compliment I can give you. "there's nothing else I can say that the sound of my.. heart couldn't put in a better way."

-JK
| Posted on 2009-06-30 00:00:00 | by MidnightSun89 | [ Reply to This ]
  I agree it does paint a very sad and heartbreakingly beautiful picture. You not only managed to show the image but also to evoke those emotions of the poem. Allowing your audience to both see and feel what is happening. I look forward to reading more of your work.

Raye
| Posted on 2009-06-27 00:00:00 | by Raye | [ Reply to This ]
  wow this is very heartfelt I love how you paint a picture for me how as I am reading this the picture in my mind develops more and more. By the end I have a complete understanding of what you wanted your reader to hear. my favorite part!!!!

No one said dreams had to be perfect-
& I never could promise you everything
But my ink stained napkins,
were always better than nothing.
Cause i can't afford to give
More than a poor man,
can afford to receive

The ending... of this passage
"Cause I can't afford to give
More than a poor man,
can afford to receive"

WOW speaks volumes to me!!! Keep up the great posts
| Posted on 2009-06-27 00:00:00 | by jackz | [ Reply to This ]


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