Dots before my Eyes....

Dots Before my Eyes...

Broken Dreams Echo

Liken voices in an empty can

Yells in a cave

Screams in the night

I sift through the residue of my mind

Separating the good thoughts from the bad

Still shell shocked

As though I have stepped on a thousand mines

Some planted by my friends

Some planted by my enemies

The rest planted by me

My eyes squint as I stare at those

In front of me

Doing the right thing

Living the right life

Who are these people?

Blurry vision in my glazed sleepless eyes

Soon turn to dots

Poetry makes simple men so deep…..

Author's Note

a poem I found turing dark days

Reviews

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

Very nicely done I love it.


Broken Dreams Echo

Liken voices in an empty can

Yells in a cave

Screams in the night

I sift through the residue of my mind



Poetry makes simple men so deep…..



How you been my friend not seen you on in Ages ??



Blessings. Kindred poet

[Judas Hammer]

I been good. How have you been? Thanks for the read and the review...and the kind words and Blessing..LOL Take care...

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

I am good thank you you're very welcome. it's my pleasure always. blessings. kindred poet

[audrie]

"Broken dreams echo
like voices in an empty can" - nice imagery
I think that it is only natural to compare how we live our lives compared to other people - sometimes I wonder (on my maudlin days) how can these people be so into life and I could take a day or leave it.

[Judas Hammer]

Thank you so much for the read and the kind words. I agree.

[Renée]

Really like this one..very deep many thoughts...sounds like a long night of soul searching..
love the last line..but in my humble eyes..simple men are very deep

[Judas Hammer]

Thanks you the read. They can be....

[Renée]

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