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Frozen Dreams

Poetry By: CRoberts

If you were a chunk of ice in the arctic, this may be how you'd feel.

Submitted:Sep 11, 2012    Reads: 22    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   

A single day, a single night

A frozen core, despite the light

Of two whole seasons for my body to gleam

Then suffering two to never be seen

I wait in patience, for the dawn to come

For the basking warmth of a rising sun

To set me free, and trickle away

In the ocean of dreams, where the wind would say

'Dear Sydney beckons, the Sahara begs'

For you to stand where no man treads,

and bring life and joy to this desolate place'

And so here I sit, gazing to space

Awaiting the light, for the dawn to come

Locked in the dream of a rising sun

But year after year, can the dream barely start

For the sun can't thaw, a frozen heart


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