To Exist

Just playing around with some thoughts.

To Exist

If only my dreams remain bathed 

in promise,

set far apart from my own

existence.

The possibilities remain

endless.

Smiles in your mind 

with no sense of time.

Enclosure.

Lost and giving into the shadows

of excogitation,

passing by years of tormented

excruciation.

Resisting no one.

Nothing-yet

encircling

everything

Reviews

[Tree]

Mind expanding piece. This made me think how sometimes our dreams are so much better than reality. I was actually thinking about that today, my dreams of late. How rarely does anybody die, I never feel any physical pain, the skies are always fire- blue red –– and perfect, and how if it wasn't I make it so. How my dad whose been dead several years now greets me regularly, my age, and healthy, and how my best childhood friend (dead for many years) is always standing on the other side of this realm in some blue-green beautiful field of dreams with glove in hand ––– ready to play some catch. The other thing is, it never gets cold or too hot, in fact temperature is never even an after thought. There are so many other cool things to embrace when you can finally sleep with a little peace /in your heart. So, when you wrote: "The possibilities remain / endless. / Smiles in your mind / with no sense of time." ... that was something I clipped onto, and immediately associated with my own dream world.

I liked how this piece made me feel

Diego

[Deandra Dawn]

I loved this review. I completely agree. Dreams and nightmares alike, a realm of incredible possibility. Thank you :)

[GhoulOfGore]

I feel my own poems crumbling under the weight of your perfection. Q u Q

[MoriartyMesa]

The picture is painted, but the artist is holding those final touches of a stroke of the brush, why? And yet my mind does not see someone who paints so many bold strokes wanting, only in moments.

[J. Alfred Prufrock]

i loved the image of dreams bathed in promise.very poetic thought