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The long forgotten dreams of innocence
Ages ago, in a world with spreading rainbows and galloping unicorns
An innocent dream was being dreamt
Of the perfect world we’re in
With apples shiny red and grass a glistening green
And wavering clear blue streams
For the window was wide-open, letting in the bright sunlight
The flower on its sill had its species still to be determined
But it sprouted in its thick pink vase nonetheless
A long time ago, in a world with pale skies and wide opened doors
A playful daydream was being dreamt
Of the exciting days that were ahead
With enjoyable class trips and silly early morning cartoons
And secret notes of things that weren’t talked about, passed with naughty glee
For the window now had faded white curtains tied up with a knot
And the flower was now a daisy
Blooming in its faded orange ash glass
A little while ago, in a world with a blackened sun and black charred buildings
An unmerciful dream was being silently dreamt
Of the wars and death spreading the nations
With dirty tears and bleeding sorrow
And long forgotten dreams of past innocence
For only a dim light shone through the dirty window now
The daisy on its sill, now replaced with a beige carnation
Was wilting in its brownish cup
Very recently, in a world of long dark rooms and bolted doors
A terrible nightmare was being dreamt
Of the dried scars because and
The crimson spills and far separated stars
And no hope lingering
For no light shone through the decayed window anymore
And if there was a flower in the old broken pot on what used to be a sill
It would be a lily, marking the death of all faith and innocence
 Dai - Chan · Mon Dec 11, 2006 @ 04:10am · 0 Comments |
