Dream

I wrote this randomly. With random thoughts about life.

Dream

Of falling Trees

And their dying leaves

That once stood so high and mighty

 

Dream

Of speeding cars

And falling stars

that give hope long after their destruction

 

Dream

of limbs held by strings

angels with clipped wings

before a crowd of blind eyed viewers

 

Dream

Of pouring rain

To erase the pain

from winters burning embers

 

Dream

Of crashing waves

And love stricken slaves

Shackled by the lies of unity

 

Dream

Of the base of time

An unwilling mime

That has much to say to us all

 

Dream

Of seeds that bloom

The Sunlight fills its tomb

to overtake the darkness quietly

 

Dream

Of a broken slate

And its unwanted fate

To shine beneath the mud

 

Dream

Of mirrors that will lie

and chose to tell you why

all things kneel to time eventually

 

 

Dream

Of the roaring wind

That will never end

It will grace this earth forever

 

Dream

Of the chains lost link

That is forced to think

Of a way to show it’s meaningful

 

Dream

Of Peace and War

And who’s keeping score?

We’re all entangled with our lies

 

So Please

Dream of the world,

A boy and girl

Who see smiles in the reflections of their lovers eyes

 

Dream

But do not Cry

When you learn that time

Believes love cannot be everlasting

 

I’ve Dreamed

And what I have found

Is that we are spots of sound

On a fuzzy t.v. screen 

Author's Note

I understand it's repetitive, but that is to get a point across. Please critique.

Reviews

[Jinx's Heart]

Very metaphorical, which I love in poems. It has a sorrowful feeling and definitely sends a message of hopelessness with how it describes the way things are, but, sadly, it's true. I love the ending. We do live off of the T.V.

Perhaps I haven't interpreted it to it's full meaning, but I love it just based off of how I interpreted it. Very nice.

[Elana Juli Royson]

Very good, very powerful. It gets the message across. Keep writing!

[Word Mutiny]

this is absolutely amazing. i hate to think that we really "are spots of sound in a fuzzy t.v. screen" but deep down, i think i hate it because it's incredibly true.

Dream/Of crashing waves/And love stricken slaves/Shackled by the lies of unity
^^that's my favorite stanza :)