how do broken dreams
smell while they be fresh
as furless in a snow
as shivering naked flesh
amid a creatures crowd
it wanders sightlessly
and drowns with every breath
when skips few of its beat
this flickering noise it makes
with dying of this day
a solemn heart does shrink
as petals plucked away
and still be set ablaze
by fierceness of night
in midst of mocking stars
in staleness of its plight
i tread along this time
as pilgrims by the sea
and leave for fate to meet
an intolerable prophecy
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 8:10 AM UTC
how do broken dreams
smell while they be fresh
as furless in a snow
as shivering naked flesh
amid a creatures crowd
it wanders sightlessly
and drowns with every breath
when skips few of its beat
this flickering noise it makes
with dying of this day
a solemn heart does shrink
as petals plucked away
and still be set ablaze
by fierceness of night
in midst of mocking stars
in staleness of its plight
i tread along this time
as pilgrims by the sea
and leave for fate to meet
an intolerable prophecy
if it be asked how do
broken dreams would smell
against a soggy ash
imagine farewell
