Digital Diaries: Dreams Die

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Hold fast to dreams
for if dreams die
in the
heart.
Life is broken winged
bird
that can not
fly.
Like for when
barren
field with frozen
snow.

Mrs. Goins said...: Monika- I can feel the sadness in your poem. I love the similes you used to describe heartbreak.; January 24, 2012 at 5:57 PM
Anonymous said...: I've never heard a poem that good before

alessia; March 12, 2012 at 2:11 PM