4 December 2007

Intangible Notions

In a world where tangibility is all,
Never a chance to hope a dream.

Shattered fantasies, of a dream bygone,
Never to stir again, from the flames
Of the romantic phoenix.

Every chance for a dream to come true,
Made blunt, by the weight of time,
Is there, but just not there.
Then does he realise
That his dreams will only be so;
Belated in time,
And lost to posterity.

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