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Mark's Pre-Tengaged Writings Series: Entry 3 - "Empty Dreams"

Jan 11, 2017 by Icarus_Mark
Continuing on with the pre-writings I have found, I can't remember when in 2010 I wrote this or if it was in early 2011, but what I do remember is that when I wrote this particular poem, I used to have dreams about my first kiss all the time.  Anyway, it's another poem that got in "The Tamarack" and it is inspired by one of those first kiss dreams I've had.

"Empty Dreams"

On the bench I sit to wait
This easy late spring brings flowers good faith
Breezes dance fluidly on my face
Draining scars of last night's wraith

Beside me my friend sits
Smilin' and greetin' on a day like this
Laughin' as we joke on a routine conversation
Waitin' for the bus to take me back to my kin

In front of us the bus arrives
I step in out of the light
Ready for the comin' night
Through the indecisive squealin' tires

In the bus you come
Next to me, close to me, longing for us to be one
Wantin' to own me, smiles sweet like a slow song
Givin' our lips to become as one

On my bed I suddenly awoke
Nobody there, leavin/ me on my own
Defeated by empty, grindin' chokes
As I continued to live alone

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Just found another writing I did that will be added to the series once I get on over to it.
Sent by Icarus_Mark,Jan 11, 2017
beautiful poem
Sent by BengalBoy,Jan 11, 2017
Interesting plot lol
Sent by TheKevmiester,Jan 11, 2017
Anyways another nice poem
Sent by TheKevmiester,Jan 11, 2017
Thanks guys!  :)
Sent by Icarus_Mark,Jan 11, 2017

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