Broken Dreams Poetry Novels & Stories

How do you savor the night in its humid cloak of stars? Where are the clocks that tell us we’ll never be archaic? Inside your guerilla flame you sleep and somehow you are free with all but the dream of cockatoos and Lake Sebu. The moment I picture in my mind that dogs can fly because you close your eyes, your lips against a womanly mirage, you are your own moment. I am amazed by your peace and sleep and your breathing squarely in the quiet air.

Lost in thoughts that swirl and twine, A tapestry of yours and mine, A tale of love and shattered dreams, Of innocence lost in silent screams. With pen in hand, I lay it bare, The ache, the hurt, the unanswered prayer, Words flow freely, a healing balm, As I capture the storm in silent calm. In each line, a piece of my soul, A story of love that took its toll, Dance of shadows, a play of light, A journey through the endless night. So let me write, let me release, The pain that seeks a sense of peace, For in these words, I find my way,

she whispered quietly as she looked around the room. The curiosity and concern overwhelmed me as I looked at my longtime friend. I leaned in close to her and asked just as quietly, “What is it?” “Well,” she began taking another look around the room before continuing. “I have been having dreams as well but not of Laylan, or unicorns, or fairies, or anything like that. I always thought that maybe I just had multiple personalities and the other happened to be a man named Daemon. But recently, I have been dreaming dreams as if they were his memories or something,” she stopped and looked at me.

"I am going to recite it now. I have never really understood the meaning, so you should take an attempt. As I spread my wings to the widening chasm below With the crimson and maroon plumage scattering low, It burst forth, and molten gold opened the jaws wide And swallowed up its home, burning down its side. Looking at the broken shards, that broke, as I fell, It reflected my vessel, red, maroon, and well, it was a patchwork, of broken fragments of skin And feathers, not much, and not looking akin And bold hues, and shallow, I know not what to think I have no home, I did, it went down in a blink. It hurts no less than had I been in there It hurts, where I stand, it kills me over here. I feel

"A glimmer of hope, can cause one to choke. The caress of a single tear, cracking glass in a mirror. Steady heartbeat, It's not to keep. Running so fast, away from the past. Silent in the night, sulking away from light. Chills from the cold, arms tight to hold. Sudden despair, this is fair. Mistakes made, choices to trade. Dreamless sleep, in way too deep. Faith falters, drowning waters. Screaming out, No one about. It is finally time, the soul doesn't shine. No more waiting, She is fading."

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

And I still don't know who I'm choosing. One day left. Twenty-four hours. Then I decide. Then two hearts break. Two lives end. Two brothers disappear. I need to sleep. Need to rest. Need to be ready for tomorrow. But how do you sleep the night before you destroy everything? I lie down. Close my eyes. Try. And that's when I feel it. Pain. Sharp. Sudden. In my chest where the bonds sit. The bonds aren't just weakening anymore. They're breaking. Right now. Tonight. Not tomorrow.

Whispering lies I wasn’t strong enough to deny. I ran my fingers through my sweat-soaked hair, strands sticking to my scalp. The walls closed in like a trap. Every heartbeat thundered in my ears. Every breath came shallow and ragged. The bitter taste of failure coated my tongue. The desperation clawing at my chest like a beast I couldn’t cage. I should have been stronger. I should have been in control. But I was breaking. Fucking breaking. I slammed my fist against the wall, hard enough to send shockwaves through my bones.

My voice breaks and cracks, fracturing like old glass, until I am left whispering through sobs that shake my entire frame. The flames grow in number, spreading across the broken tower like a fragile constellation defying the darkness that presses in from all sides. Their light is small but determined, each candle a tiny sun burning against the void. Together they push back the shadows, creating a circle of warm golden light that transforms the ruined tower into something approaching sacred.

Instead, she'd taken him to a remote rural area, where he'd struggled until he finally escaped. Desperate for a comeback, Adrian had tried reconnecting with Sophia, but she'd rejected him after realizing her true feelings for me. At the same time, his wife tracked him down and attempted to drag him back to that rural place. While at the bus station, he spotted me during a live broadcast. Consumed by envy and resentment, Adrian blamed me for destroying his dreams, which ultimately led to his violent outburst. Now, he'd face justice. Sophia survived after an entire night of emergency surgery. When she woke, the first thing she did was request to see me. Samantha accompanied me to the hospital.