Trampled Dreams

A cycle of poems «Your Lipstick's on My Shirt»

Sunrise painted promises, a canvas bright and bold
A symphony of hope, a story yet untold
I built my castles high, with bricks of purest gold
But winds of fate blew cold, and watched my dreams unfold

Trampled dreams, beneath the heel of time
Shattered fragments, a forgotten rhyme
The melody of joy, now lost and out of tune
A silent echo, fading 'neath the moon

The path I walked with faith, now strewn with thorns and pain
The laughter I once knew, replaced by pouring rain
The fire in my soul, now flickers, faint and low
A fragile ember, struggling to grow

Trampled dreams, beneath the heel of time
Shattered fragments, a forgotten rhyme
The melody of joy, now lost and out of tune
A silent echo, fading 'neath the moon

But even in the darkness, a flicker still remains
A whisper of resilience, that conquers and sustains
The scars may tell a story, of battles fought and lost
But within the broken pieces, a stronger soul is crossed

Trampled dreams, beneath the heel of time
Shattered fragments, a forgotten rhyme
The melody of joy, now lost and out of tune
A silent echo, fading 'neath the moon

Though dreams may fall, and hopes may fade away
A new sunrise will break, to usher in a brighter day
The spirit will not surrender, the heart will find its way
From trampled dreams, a stronger self will sway.