Like Broken Dreams
Broken dreams as it seems now
But once was that which was real
An urge of want for what was lust
Now seems like an illusion

Outside I leave my heart naked
Waiting for that someone or something
To come and steal my heart away
But ask not for ransom I no longer need it

Seeking that which is out of reach
I must be a lost poet in his own words
For that which was once real
Like broken dreams now an illusion.

Written By: Prince Obinna Nwerem

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d-pend (75) 7 years ago

I love the line

I must be a lost poet in his own words

It really makes me ponder. Thanks for sharing your art...!

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afrikanprince (49) 7 years ago

Thanks for reading!!

abigail-dantes (67) 7 years ago

This is very beautiful! It is really moving when you say ' I must be a lost poet in his own words '.

Thanks for reading..

@banjo do you like this poem?

banjo (56) 7 years ago

Somewhat yes. The only problem is the crime and smog.

@banjo "crime and smog"?

Really?

@banjo of course not.

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