Dream I

A girl inlove with someone but has to be with somebody else. Lover boy shares his thoughts!

The shatter’d in the midst

Of all the unknown happiness.

Wonders startled of the possessed

Within a trance I am

 

I, in empty spaces contemplate the dream of a dear.

What, then, the image bestows is a tear on one, and blood on the other.

I had never known gay for perpetuity, it is perceptible.

 

She sits in full glows of another.

She is happy but sad.

Perhaps the unknown is robustly excruciating for the knower.

The curse has marveled her heart with conquered will. Mystified she is.

She is mine but will always be his.

Within a trance She is not.

 

This is not a poem

This is not a work of genius

This is a life not lived.

This is a dream that remains a dream

Author's Note

I hope you can relate to it. What did you think?

Reviews

[zunie frost]

wow !!!!! i can relate to this !!!!! such a beautiful piece of work !! thanks for sharing