An eternal wait

Broken dreams

Abandoned hopes

Lay strewn about

Fledgling passion

Half baked idealism

lie buried

in the recesses

of a memory lane

we no longer walk down

Languishing

under the dredges

of reality

Tempered with

the bittersweet

burden of existence

they lay there

waiting in earnest

to be resurrected

Longing for

the walls

of resistance

to weather down

They wait

for waves

of hope

to bring

them back to life