a dream

I grasped you near, in the pages of a magazine.
With childish eyes, I longed for you, now adored, a dream.

Laughter in your eyes spoke to my girlish desires.
Finding myself, in finding you, shifting towards a dream.

Torn apart by sins of time, discovered and mended.
True love in the flesh found, laughter, tears, no more a dream.

Forgetful heart striking out, seeking truths in earnest.
To stumble on you again, my spirit soars, a dream.

Wake up! I jolt from reverie, brushing starry eyes.
Elusive, bound by nature, injustice roared, a dream.


First attempt at a ghazal for this month's poetry slam at yeah write. Read about it HERE and try your hand.

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  1. My favorite: " Forgetful heart striking out, seeking truths in earnest.
    To stumble on you again, my spirit soars, a dream."
    Beautiful verse.

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  2. Those sins of time really take a toll. Nice job!

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  3. Awesome work. "In the pages of magazine"! It happens so often

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