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I say hang on to dreams UN-sung
for the final breath is not yet done
for dreams arise in unknown tongue
clouds disappear, revealing bright sun
"Love", the song of a
single word
the sweetest sound
ever heard
Unfurl thy wings, come soar with me
over the horizon lies a sunburst sky
opening portals, we hold the key
reaching new heights, flying high
"Love", the song of a
single word
the sweetest sound
ever heard
within the heart, beats a dream
internal flame, igniting desire
in the orbs of night, light gleams
throw you worries into the fire
"love", the song of a single word
the sweetest sound
ever heard
I say hang on to dreams UN-sung
for the final breath is not yet done
for dreams arise in unknown tongue
clouds disappear, revealing bright sun
sharing with Poet's United - here
writing about a word - I choose "Love"
Thanks for visiting - may the song of
love, always be in your heart!
for the final breath is not yet done
for dreams arise in unknown tongue
clouds disappear, revealing bright sun
sharing with Poet's United - here
writing about a word - I choose "Love"
Thanks for visiting - may the song of
love, always be in your heart!
That had a really great rhythm to it, like a well-played song.
ReplyDeleteThis is oh so beautiful and soothing :D :D
ReplyDeleteA delightful song with haunting rhythm and refrain! I will keep hold of those dreams as yet unsung.
ReplyDeleteBest word ever, and a beautiful, joyous poem.
ReplyDeleteah...nothing like Love...you've so beautifully and musically honored the word...
ReplyDeletelove is a song. one word and yet so intricate. so many have tried to capture it, but captivity only robs it.
ReplyDeleteSo much could be left unsung as love's strings are flung, or plucked haha didn't rhyme
ReplyDeleteIt is the greatest song...love, and this was a fabulous poem! I felt deeply the opening and closing verse...
ReplyDelete'I say hang on to dreams UN-sung
for the final breath is not yet done
for dreams arise in unknown tongue
clouds disappear, revealing bright sun'
You have tuned into the silent songs!
ReplyDeleteDreams un-sung. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteClearly, the song of love lives in your heart Trudessa. I really needed to read this poem today. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteYou picked the biggest word of all and did it justice!
ReplyDeleteSo lyrical... of course the best word there is!
ReplyDeleteI say yes to the staying power of your unsung dreams fuelled in love
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
Very lyrical in its rhythm, lovely read.
ReplyDeleteI love that you used your opening as a closing stanza and the refrain is lovely...so melodious!
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