Little Boy Dreams

Alone in the dark,
where fear owns the heart
Shackled by thoughts
Caged by the mind, as it rots

Stone cold, beneath bare feet
Tremors of the soul, in defeat
Tears that would soak the earth
Letting loose, the roots, from birth

Ribbons floating on the by
waving to latch, bidding to arise
A life left wasted will die
Below a star, studded sky


22 thoughts on “Little Boy Dreams

      1. thank you for having a place like yours to visit. I admire your writing. It takes an effort I don’t have and you do it beautifully.

  1. we have to take advantage of what we can in order to live…you are so right…this is a great piece and I really enjoyed the animated image, too πŸ™‚

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