Where have my moments gone?
Precious and idealistic
Surviving on silken threads of "impossible dreams"
Forming a silvery web that glistens as the moonlight shines on my face.
Intertwining with Destiny, my Dreams lead me onward to an Abyss.
Self-realization engulfs my Innocent eyes and porcelain doll stares Emerge
My Soul hides within and Waits for the moment of Truth.
From your mouths Emanate
The Fears of Childhood,
The Cries of Nations, &
The Upheaval of Conformity
Terrorized by the Noises, my mind searches for Escape in the Realities of Others.
Others who can never Comprehend my Reality
Others who can never See the Perspective of the Stars
Or the Whisperings of all of Nature ...
OTHERS that will never Feel the Passions deep-seated in my Realm of Emotion.
My Wishes are only Mine
My Visions you'll never See
My Passions take Patience to Unfold
But my Time is always Free
And my Love?
Unconditional and Forever, in this World it has to Hide.
Mdawn
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Please critique my poetry; I am not bashful. Thanks for your feedback! Melissa ;-)