Broken Dream
Broken trees that haven't had a chance to grow and broken toys that have lost a part where did it go?
Broken biscuits that fall into your tea broken windows from which we used to see
Breaking waves in the sea broken bodies that are cared for with empathy silence broken with a shrilling scream wakes you up from a Broken dream
Original by
Alan Luty
29/12/2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A good start with a nice poem, Alan Luty. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.