On the Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

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The sign said Hollywood and Vine,

but most knew it was –

the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

With suitcases full of hope,

hearts filled with dreams,

they came in droves,

many left behind in the dust,

on the streets,

crushed and broken –

on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

 

The sign said Broadway,

the Great White Way,

where fame was the name of the game.

They came to get lost,

became nameless,

faceless upon the streets of New York.

Some faded into the woodwork,

some on the streets with the homeless,

all with the same hope and dreams,

only to find that for most Broadway-

was the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

 

No matter where you look,

fame has always been calling.

Some realize their dreams,

some have their hearts broken.

The main thing has always been,

to be true to yourself

and if you find you won’t make it,

take other talents and make them your own

or one day lost and alone you’ll be living –

on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams.

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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2 Responses to On the Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

  1. Sadly true.
    I think that Hollywood has broken more dreams (and hearts) than it has fulfilled.

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