*Poet's Note*: This poem doesn't rhyme. There, I said it. But it's still a poem, as I'm sure you will agree. That being said, it's not like anything I've ever written before. And, I think that's what makes it a clear, profound, beautiful, and thought provoking finale. In my opinion, it proves that words can be a powerful art form without having to rhyme. Rhyme schemes do not define the genre of poetry. Read for yourself and see...
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If you reached for the stars,
Just to graze love,
But found yourself alone,
In an endless universe;
Beauty beyond belief,
A bright future waiting,
And still you were empty,
With hurt you couldn't place.
The rope you had climbed,
To touch this heaven,
Hung as fragile as a thread,
And still it stretched on;
Your heart screamed in anguish,
Of what you hadn't done,
Of what could never be,
And no word quelled the sound.
Cause the ground was too far,
The goal impossible,
Stuck in the middle,
But hope wouldn't fade;
What you dared to think,
Dared to imagine,
Scarred you forever,
A one way to ruin.
If you leapt just to fly,
To leave memories behind,
But gravity chains you,
You can't seem to forget;
You try to be grateful,
You've smiled through your pain,
Still your eyes keep turning,
To the night sky above.
Don't run from your problems,
They'll always criticize,
And your brain is a storm,
So pulled by your soul;
The colors so bold,
Your heart beats so fast,
Your feet leave the floor,
YOU ARE READING
If You Can Dream
Poesia"When I was sad, I hoped. When I was hurt, I imagined. When I was lost... I wrote." {}~{}~{}~{}~{}~{}~{}~{}~{}~{}~{} Stars fall, don't you know? Like dust on heaven's breath; Grazing the earth, With a coat of passion. If you looked into the night s...
