Beyond the sea of crumpled dreams
the fractured souls sit
lost within a maze of discarded thoughts
on a plateau of inconsistencies.
Their tribal infusions of opulent airs
hang high in spellbound colours
above the sea of crumpled dreams
watched by ever-vigilant eyes
from the watchtower on the shore.
Confusion reigns supreme
from the souls lost on the sea
as they tumble in a drought of words
discarded annually.
Their hidden agenda sprout up
like mountains out of crumpled dreams
that swirl around in the oceans near infinity,
and are left there for eternity
at the mercy of destiny’s slide
on the opposite side of the horizon,
beyond the sea of crumpled dreams.
10 October 2009
David Harris
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sea-of-crumpled-dreams/
