Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

Written By: Praveen  |  Category: Life  |  (2) Comments  |  7,744 views

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it’s weird
how life repeats itself
waking up in a sweat again
another day has been laid to waste;

stuck in my head
thoughts of you swirling round
and round, like a paper plane caught in a tornado,
i can feel you pulling me down;

my muscles strain,
my arms ache,
as my foot slowly slips
i scramble to catch hold of my life;
(before it is too late)

tearing down the unfinished castle
the memories and dreams of (you and me) yesterday
are just an illusion built
on the mirages of brighter tomorrows;

by the time tomorrow becomes today,
i am just a child standing in the darkness,
with tear stained cheeks,
trying to forgive and forget,
the ones who left him there with no answer;

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My life has a superb cast but I can’t figure out the plot. ~ Ashleigh Brilliant

As we struggle to make sense of things, life looks on in repose. – Author Unknown

Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets. – Arthur Miller

Life will always remain a gamble, with prizes sometimes for the imprudent, and blanks so often to the wise. – Jerome K. Jerome

In life we all have an unspeakable secret, an irreversible regret, an unreachable dream and an unforgettable love. – Diego Marchi

Life is just a series of trying to make up your mind. – Timothy Fuller

The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost. – G.K. Chesterton

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Has multiple meanings :)

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  • Lucie said: (Wednesday May 20th, 2009)

    the things we love most in life are the things that we realize wont be there one day

  • Chitwan said: (Saturday July 11th, 2009)

    how much hard we try to move on leaving the past behind but the bitter truth is that, history repeats itself and at some point, your past stands right in front of you. no one probably will ever understand your deepest so, we shouldn’t be expecting anything from anyone.


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