broken desires can be like broken teeth
shattered dreams like fractured broken ribs
failing withering hope like spinal injuries
sometimes there is no way out of pain
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Sir I is really glorious...a pinch can venture me such encompassing I never thought...you really instilled new hope and new smile...out of all just a pinch brings great things.
I love this poem! Yes, you're right, wishes and dreams are our bones, supporting our psyche, our life. And, yes, sometimes you need just a shadow of them and a tiny bit of will to resurrect from dust. Though, sometimes you can't find that shadow and still go on living. Stubbornness means more than hope.