Ode To A Dream Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

A wishful thought of ardent past
Expect not I, my flame to last
This place I came long time ago
Amazed to find it's still on glow

The spark of love I used to see
A cheerful eyes your look on me
Yet still in time, was kept in mind
How dear our life, we left behind

In all your touch, your love impart
Left memories as we depart
The poems I hide, this desert land
Buried beneath the rocks and sand

To me how swift these passing years
Pursued we both, our own careers
As rains and dusts, and all the storms
My heart, till now, do not transform

Now, for once, in this midst of dream
I see you walking, all agleam
The poems concealed, but still you see
And read it all, pure joy to me

Neglect you seem, that I was near
But I was charmed it gave you cheer
You held it close into your heart
And then you leave and turn around

While I, this dream I tried to speak
To peace at last I plainly seek
This throbbing conscious pain I see
To heaven, we're not meant to be...