Deep into the forest
Lies a living dream
Those words that you carved,
A testament of love
A touch of fate,
Or may be,
An autumn leaf
To bring color to its morose life
The cold stone
Lingers on till eternity
Like those broken promises

A prompt by poefusion .. but not really satisfied by it

Carve me

Mold me oh artisan,

Into your dreams
Let your fiery imagination

Color my very being
Beautify me
Carve me out
Gently chip away,

All my defenses

I await,

Your piquant touch

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I shall let the wind

I stand today,
At the beginning of an end.
Of misery and tears!
And my thoughts,
Reach for the sky
like the twirling autumn leaves,
Swaying through the forest of my dreams.

Willing my heart,
not to lose hope, to yet believe,
I shall let the wind carry them,
Across the seven seas,
Dancing to glory,
Onto your lonesome world.

Then I shall call upon the snow,
To gently lull you,
Into a deep restive sleep.
Whence, I shall color your dreams
With my feelings, my desires
Until you tremble with..
The very essence of me.

And then I shall let you ,
Yearn for what was..
and yet never was
And hope for what could be..
I would let you miss me
Like I miss you,
With every breath!

Through the forlorn winter
With the first sprout of spring
I shall await your return,
To color our future,
With rainbow-ed moments
I shall let the wind,
Make my dreams fly..

Prompted here:


An unseen door
slightly open,
Like an inviting snare,
Impulsive and unaware,
I trudge towards the unknown,
An epitasis.

A bird of blue-green plume,
Hums an unknown tune,
Peeking through the hole,
I disappear,
Lost forever in an illusion,
A foregone conclusion

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