Aeging

The dreams that knowck upon my eyes
Fall like pieces from my tears
I sit like patience with innumerous sighs
Aeging with the passing years
Where do the disasters of life end?
Calling upon my name so soon
Have i lived enough to bend
Or to fall like a cascade beneath the moon?
Where do the ,poans soften down low
Carrying messages of angels unseen
Stories unheard, fables they show
Majestic, magical as never been.
Yet when the broken dreams and moans collide
The heart cries and no one knows
Silence - the sound
Black tear that never shows
Hopes drwan on paper boats swim away
In the river of my tears
And as i try to catch hold of them'
I still find myself aeging with years!!