Poem -

Her Reoccurring Dream

Her Reoccurring Dream

Under the cover of this moonlight far from home 

Pondering in despair for a love that will never be 

She has given up so much as tears roll down her milky white cheek 

Will her heart ever mend or be permanently damaged for all to see ?

As the waves come crashing in like cycles in her reoccurring dream 

Gazing out into the great beyond with no hope in sight 

Longing for someone to rescue her before the knife takes a bite 

Bowing down with her hands raised high ,please God save me from this plight 

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Cleo Tomi Olajide

Hi Rock, lovely sad write,"Longing for someone to rescue her before the knife takes a bite". Nice one. Cheers.

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Bradford

Hey Cleo one of my favorite lines in the whole poem. I like writing from a woman's perspective but sometimes my thoughts come out through her . Cheers rock

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Xiǎo Jiàn

I love the fine dark lines of this poem. Very interesting choose of words. Loved it well done :)

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Bradford

Hey Goldie . I am glad you loved the dark lines of this poem. I could just tell the pain she was in by looking at the picture., my respect to you for your kind comments . Rock

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