Requiem to Dreams

Note: I wrote this short poem inspired by the picture prompt posted by my very creative writing group.

Ten thousand air balloons floating up above,

Laden with hopes and dreams, into the lofty clouds they climb.

Thousands of hope-filled, happiness-bloated balloons

Soaring away in colorful, wistful waves of light

Away from me and my reality, leaving me grounded behind.

Beauty molded into oval shapes,

Bodies of airborne grace,

I wish they could also carry my problems and worries away

But I am left staring in longing instead.

Where did all my hopes and dreams go?

When did it all go wrong?

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