Those Lovely Dreams [03-01-10]

I got bored and plus I haven't written anything in a good while so this came to me randomly at night

the dreams lie broken
against the tarnished floor,
the halls and walls are hollow against the sorrow.

the dreams lie untouched
on top the cold mantle,
the warmth hath died
the day of winter's high.

the dreams lie forgotten
in the faded memories of yesterday,
lost to the times
and scorned for all time...

they were such lovely dreams...


those lovely dreams...