Dreams

I've been seeing more and more of that face,

it's familiar and I've known for a while

that there he was, that's him, alright.

It's probably harsh feelings or worse,

just wriggling out to the surface.

I cannot stop these dreams,

and frankly, I don't want to,

but my dreams don't imitate my life,

and my life won't imitate my dreams,

so I've got to wait for my life to say hello

to what I've wanted more than you'll ever know.

Reviews

[Sigyn]

Woah...this is very pretty, and flows very well. The feelings are not only visible, but they're actually in the poem. I feel as though you've poured a bit of your soul into this, and because of it, I know you a little better. I love those two line 'My dreams don't imitate my life, and my life won't imitate my dreams'. Beautiful. I love it!

[nunldon]

Fantastic, If I don't mind saying so, Intium. This was very provocative to me. "Face", "That beautiful face"! "I spent my whole life and I really want to know" (francis Black). I'm really glad you shared this one. ;D

[Trystin S. Bailey]

Well-written, profound, yes. Relatable, definitely. But I can't quite put my finger on what exactly it is I enjoy about this so much. So, kudos for embodying the very mystery of the attraction to dreams as well.

[Sonia]

This is a very powerful poem and I understand that longing to have your dream world be your reality. Very nice piece, I enjoyed it :)

[Kaa Na Kalyanasundaram]

I enjoyed. lovely words. With regards.

[alexlessah]

A nice flow, I like it!

[BrynnaW.]

Very different and very cool! I really enjoyed it! Good job and keep on writing!