Forgotten Dreams Poem by Garry Rowlands
Forgotten Dreams
The house stands open
to the weather.
Walls cracked;
roof collapsing
A mildewed teddy bear moulders
in the crumbling fireplace.
Woodwormed floorboards;
rotting stairs.
Glass in the windows shattered
like broken dreams
And everywhere the sour smell
of decay and lost ambition.
Is it better to have them and fail or to have lower expectations and meet them?
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7/22/2025 2:14:19 PM # 1.0.0
An awful sight of decrepitude is aptly captured in the poem. A well articulated piece of poetry nicely encapsulated with insight. Thanks for sharing Garry and welcome to Poemhunter. Please read my poem POETIC MASTERPIECE.