Dreaming Again

There he waited beneath the skies,

leaving myriads of silhouttes behind,

smouldering the memoirs of past,

to built the sand castles of his life.

Even the moist sand is by his side,

with small grains he is embellishing life,

where  he could repose by every night,

witnessing stars shimmering in the skies.

Reviews

[R.J. Seoul]

Brilliant.

[AK]

Wow! Great write, like your style.

[Dove]

Im having flashbacks to the last time I made a sand caslte. Wonderful poem!

[Coyote Poetry]

We need to dreams and watch the sky. Time for the spirit to wander and think. I like how you described the desire and the emotion in this poem. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[Lily Mae]

This touched me.. it rekindles a fond memory that I had of someone I loved deeply...x

[Robbie~xoxo~]

I envisioned building sand castles on the beach in the moonlight... beautiful dream. :)