Home of: Prose, Poetry & Contests
rss feed
Prose-n-Poetry

Prose-n-Poetry.com

Email Us [e-mail]
Enter our Poetry Contest and Win a Cash Prize !
Tell your friends! We Pay You to Comment!
Welcome !

Please Sign In
MemberID

password
Save Cookie?  
Get lost password

Join Us

Points Reference

NEW! PnP Contests
Member Contests
Contest Winners

Sailor Moon Home
Games

Members
Moonatics
Gold Writers
Silver Writers
Free Members

Galleries
Sailor Moon

Music
Sailor Moon
Christmas
Read !
Poetry
Stories
Books
Columns
Recipes
MoonNotes
Write !
Poetry
Stories
Books
Recipes
MoonNotes
Workshops
Poetry Workshop
Stories Workshop
Books Workshop
Reference
Poetry Help
Stories Help
F.A.Q

Programs
Sailor Moon Episodes
Banners
Resources

On Line
Monica Soto
1 Writers

Marijke Dekker
1 Free Members

2 Members
20 Guests

The Tomorrow of My Dreams
by Farrah Tate (Age: 30)
copyright 10-04-2001


Age Rating: 18 to 127

 
Thanks to all of those who have e-mailed me previously; I do appreciate your comments very much but have simply been absolutely snowed under with work for my Masters. This was simply a rare opportunity to allow some creative juices to flow momentarily.
_______________________________________________________

I woke up this morning feeling so despondent... recently my life has been filled only with work for my Masters. I have reached a point in my life where I feel that this effort is pointless. It is the coward's approach to life; the secure but passionless approach to life. But now I feel that the promise of money is far inferior to the things that make me happy, namely, writing average poetry, painting and drawing slightly better images, and eventually finishing my novel that I started writing a year ago. I have about 8 weeks left of this semester and I don't think I will be returning to my course work next year. Instead I'll follow the tomorrow of my dreams.
______________________________________________________

The tomorrow of my dreams
hasn't happened yet
But to forsake the tenderness
of my passions
To forget the threads of fire,
woven deep,
Beaded by driving desire,
culminating in a seamless creation of
Unbreakable urge,
To forgo the fostered courage of more than an army
Fighting the war for lasting love,
Would be the biggest travesty of breathing life.
For I'm not done yet;
There's more to me than
the clothes that I bare outside.
These are the treasured secrets within
That I can only share with those who really see me,
and are not overwhelmed by the sight,
Of the shining false trophies I sustain...
The gain only immeasurable weight of sorrow;
A black spider of grief
binds my heart in suffocating embrace,
Hidden beneath
the depths of eyes' revelation which few
have dared share,
Most concentrating only,
All the while
on the smile held rigidly,
On my face
for the benefit of finances sake,
Over time weakening its pose
and threatening to expose
the real me.
And at this hour, they will be shocked
for the endless money chain will stop,
Releasing passion to flow
like the life-blood of a fervent gypsy,
Who has been dancing her sole
through wild-flower studded fields,
For far too long, in her mind,
the many, many foot-steps away
from her home confines.
Now, here I stand,
Poised to take
the forever more decision,
At the now unlocked door
of happiness created only within.

And I must dance on.




Spell Check Rhymer Poetry Analyst


Help Us Stop Plagiarism - Nearly all works at PnP are original. However a few people choose to plagiarize. To check, choose a phrase from the work, then either drag and drop to the search box or copy and paste. click on search and works at Google will be shown which match. Just to be sure, please do this before you recommend or rate the work highly...
Google
If you think this work is plagiarized please


Select a Random Work
from Poetry


Comments on this Article/Poem:
Click on the commenter's name to see their Author's Page

06-20-2005 Anthony Lane Stahlhut    

The dance is much nicer as a two step! Tomorrow only seems to offer answers, but answers only live in the day!Get your Masters and then finish the book. you will be glad later even if you don't continue to follow the same path! Thanks, Anthony


Visitor Reads: 393
Total Reads: 471
Comments: 1

Author's Page

Email the Author

Add a Comment




Favorite of:





Send Page to a Friend
Points Reference Privacy
PnP Terms of Service Contact Us
  SEO Software

Visitors
View Stats