Source: sacred-destinations.com

Dreams are undreamt now 

For want of imagination 

As mere drudgery 

Of everyday life 

Forces me away 

From the land of dreams; 


Has now been abandoned 

For the Fates 

But is still loved 

And treasured 

In some unseen corner 

Waiting to be lit 


By a mind

Free from worries;

Too long 

Has the path been untread 

Until his haven 

Now resembles a haunt 

That will no more 


Footsteps on its stones; 

And as I see 

The Promised Land 

From Afar 

A solitary tear 

Rolls down 

For what was 

And what cannot be 

For Life

Trundles On

Burying all else…


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