THE DREAM
Once I was a Diamond
The Precious & The Beautiful
I was the one that you kept close to your heart.
Once you cherished me.
But, I wasn’t the diamond you chased
So you left.
You left for the Brighter, the Shinier.
My heart aches.
I thought I was your diamond.
But, then you left me.
Now, I’m nothing,
Nothing but a piece of dusty stone.
You dreamt,
Brighter-shinier
Brighter-shinier
And you lost
Every piece of brightness I gave you.
Then It was dark
You were lost in your dream
Then,
You woke up
And it all made sense
But I was gone.
And you realized
It was just a Dream.
Farzana A.
I like your poem, and I think this is very beautiful poem, but still sorrowful. Most people always dream of something illusion, and they believe that their dream comes true. Yes, it is like a diamond. Very shining and brightness, but what a vain things in the end. Eventually, they also realized that it was just a dream!