A Beautiful Nightmare

A poem of my deep beliefs and expirence.

Nightmares

 

If dark and gloom is

 

Bad

 

What is good?

 

A ghastly pale lanky scrawny sunken man

 

Is my best friend

 

How is that wrong?

 

Why does that make me…

 

Weird, most people are critical

 

Yet here I am being hypocritical

 

The blood hurtling screams,

 

The panting ragged breathe,

 

Frantic cursory searches

 

For the “monster”

 

The chase never ceases

 

Even

 

When we are conscious…

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Sweet Dreams

 

Sweet, soothing,

 

Bright and cheerful-

 

Fake.

 

A unicorn the color of a baby’s rosy cheeks?

 

Purple, pillow-y, poofy fur?

 

The smooth spiral horn?

 

*Scoff*, what rubbish

 

I find better company in an itchy thorny bush

 

If sweet dreams include ‘lullabies’-

 

I prefer the running and panting

 

Over the frolicking through the ever green

 

Meadows with the rainbow floral patterns-

 

The monster of fantasies and reality

 

Over

 

The supernatural flubs I’ve been told time and

 

Time Again.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I find better company in an itchy thorny bush.
A nice write.

[Ayanna]

Thanks!

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome.