I still dream
on occasion
of an emerald castle
a prince
and a golden dress.
These hopeless dreams
are seen
in my glass dolls
the unicorns
and a plastic crown.
I suppose
old dreams
seem more realistic
than life
more achievable than
good grades
good health
good relationships.
Dreams
even expired
seem new
in a world of rust.
A contest entry
- expired dreams by unraveled.
550 points, ended April 27, 2009, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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so beautiful and to me sounds so true
i wrote something similar as i long to those dreams in this chaotic meaningless world, i love the words and imagery you used, very well expressed my dear. i would say wonderful write, i enjoyed it, loved it and related and still relate to it.
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