I Never Stopped Dreaming

"I Never Stopped Dreaming"
by Garfield N. Morgan

(i)
I never stopped dreaming,
After I woke up from my sleep.
I passed by shallow waters
And I dove into the deep,
Where I had no time to ponder,
On what exactly was the meaning.
I never stopped dreaming.

(ii)
I never stopped dreaming,
Of the love that I could find;
And I never made excuses,
I just had to make her mine.
So that night out in the garden
When my splintered heart lay bleeding,
I never stopped dreaming.

(iii)
I never stopped dreaming,
And my dreaming made me think
That the mirage was just the water
Forbidding me to drink-
So I scooped hot sand into my mouth,
From where the desert floor lay steaming.
I never stopped dreaming.

(iv)
And my dreaming like a wind, rose up
And carried me away.
It set me down upon the ground
Of where I am today.
But throughout all my troughs and crests,
I never cursed my lot;
No Sir, I never stopped dreaming.
I never stopped.

 

man, that's beautiful! *gasp*


the imagery of the hot sand in the mouth really works and the whole feel of this poem is simple and effective *thumbs up*

"my splintered heart lay bleeding"- my favourite line

 

Thanks Lozi, I am glad to have inspired you in some way. Sometimes we do somewhat silly things (like scooping hot sand into our mouths! LOL) in trying to achieve our goals and dreams . Still, we should never become so disheartened as to lose sight of them altogether.


Blessed Love and Nuff Respect.