Broken dreams.

Sank Soaked Squashed Dashed 

All that was.

Why?

I hurt and mourn, ‘cause it’s right

There’s been a loss, Where was bliss

I mourn for a future once hoped for

Memories held and treasured for, no more

Broken dreams.

Prayers that will never be.

You taste the tears,

I’ve lost in sorrow I see yesterday,

You see tomorrow,

This is just a page I’ve read,

You know the whole story.

You’ve written the story.

Another chance I ask.

 To walk after this fall,

To laugh after the mourning,

To see glory after shame,

To dream again,

To see tomorrow?

@2005 Deborah Oluka

RAINBOW

The colours.

Stretching.

Beckoning.

Perfect match.

You call out,

Gently, in perfect serenity With allure,

You remind me You wont let it happen.

The arrangement captivates I stare,

I see you Am speechless,

 It’s the rainbow That bows to gather the rains.

I see you in it It’s the perfect promise

That makes me rest Knowing no harm.

@ 2005 Deborah Oluka

JUST MAYBE!

JUST MAYBE! 

Sometimes I think you are just a dream A far-fetched dream. 

Will you ever be real?

I wonder… Tried twice – failed!

Loved deeply, never paid off.

Maybe it should never pay off.

Every time I have loved I have hurt.

Not lightly, more than deep I wet my cheek and wonder,

Is this how loves goes…?

I don’t want to try again I have not lost hope,

I just think it’s not for me.

Maybe some day but not now.

It pains to hurt,

And pain’s been my greatest fear

Maybe one day you’ll be real

Maybe I’ll meet you, just maybe.

 @ 2005 Deborah Oluka