Tiema Muindi
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Poem "Shattered Hopes & Dreams":
- written August 2009
- published August 28, 2009
- viewed 29 times
Other poems by Tiema Muindi:
»Beyond The Eyes«
»Dance of my Soul«
»Family Honour«
»I Spoke To Her«
»If only they knew«
»Lifetime Dream«
»Memories Of Yesterday«
»My Song Your Dance«
»My Story«
»No Man Cry«
»Political Menus«
»Shadow of the night«
»Song Of Death«
»Song Of Man«
»The Journey of Life«
»The Last Journey«
»The Married Bride«
»The River Between«
»The Waiting Game«
»Tribute For Amina Ramadhani«
»When it's over, let me know«
»Wise Counsel«
»Yesterday's Day's Life«
Visit Tiema Muindi's profile page
Poem "Shattered Hopes & Dreams":
- written August 2009
- published August 28, 2009
- viewed 29 times
Other poems by Tiema Muindi:
»Beyond The Eyes«»Dance of my Soul«»Family Honour«»I Spoke To Her«»If only they knew«»Lifetime Dream«»Memories Of Yesterday«»My Song Your Dance«»My Story«»No Man Cry«»Political Menus«»Shadow of the night«»Song Of Death«»Song Of Man«»The Journey of Life«»The Last Journey«»The Married Bride«»The River Between«»The Waiting Game«»Tribute For Amina Ramadhani«»When it's over, let me know«»Wise Counsel«»Yesterday's Day's Life«»Shattered Hopes & Dreams«
by Tiema Muindi
Can you pick up the pieces
When the glasses
Are broken
And pieces
Are scattered
Can you pick up the pieces
When the ashes
Of your dreams
Are blown away
And spread
Across the land
Can you pick up the pieces
When the horizon
Of your dream is blurred
The sky of your life
Is cloudy
With no rainbow in sight
Can you pick up the pieces
When you stumble
In the race of life
Not once or twice
But always
Can you pick up the pieces
When the spring of your life
Has dried up
When the petals
Of your being
Has withered
Can you pick up the pierces
And start from the ground
When the glasses
Are broken
And pieces
Are scattered
Can you pick up the pieces
When the ashes
Of your dreams
Are blown away
And spread
Across the land
Can you pick up the pieces
When the horizon
Of your dream is blurred
The sky of your life
Is cloudy
With no rainbow in sight
Can you pick up the pieces
When you stumble
In the race of life
Not once or twice
But always
Can you pick up the pieces
When the spring of your life
Has dried up
When the petals
Of your being
Has withered
Can you pick up the pierces
And start from the ground
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