POETRY

Unfulfilled Dreams

Prose Poem

A.H. Mehr
1 min readSep 1, 2022

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“I dare to dream greatly; I dare to fail greatly. I dare to tolerate the ashes of my unfulfilled dreams, for I may dream again. I dare not tolerate the ashes of my unfulfilled life, for I may never live again.” — Philippos Syrigos

In the unquiet stillness of the silent night, oh, my dusky dreams you drift in smoothly like you always do. My eyes don’t allow you, but you drift in, deceiving my eyelids too, nudging me to remember some desires that continue to be a part of my dormant wits. Oh, my dusky dreams, you remain my dreams — like some passions unfulfilled, unfulfilled and remaining just passions… like the shelves only dusted, only dusted but nothing touched, nothing touched by my bare hands to feel and savor the pleasure of my unread musty books… like time, some more time that can never be bought… like some laments that remain hushed laments and can never be heard… stifling me… and my throat throbbing with an unease, every time you surround me in the unquiet stillness of the silent night.

Copyright © 2022 — A.H. Mehr

“It’s unfulfilled dreams that keep you alive.” — Robert H. Schuller

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