In Dreams

...a place where anything is possible...

 

 

I cry myself into the sweet,

Secret oblivion that is sleep

To dream…to escape

Into a different reality

A realm of our own making   

In the deep recesses of the subconscious

Where anything is possible…

 

The dark shades from the past     

Collide with the brightness of the future

Swirling in a maelstrom the mind

Does not comprehend…

Exploding in a spray of colors,

Stained glass effect,

Illuminating the bleak vastness…

 

Traveling the distance of time and space,

Covering the pain suffered, of lost love,

Recouping the hopelessness felt

When the reality of the actual world

Seems to crash down around me,

Soothing the soul,

Bathing it in new light…

 

Rising above all the sorrow,

Like the phoenix taking flight

In the myriad of radiance

Forgetting the disparity, the loneliness

Looking forward to the independence

Facing the complexities of life,

Making them simple again…

 

Only in dreams

Can we face the adversities

And make them pliable to our will,

Conquering them and releasing them

To the winds that can move mountains

For our conscious minds can never accomplish

What our subconscious can do…

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

after i wrote this, i got to thinking that it is reminiscent of the song, These Dreams by Heart...tried to include it in this write, but couldn't get it to work for some reason. tell me what you think...AT

Reviews

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

You write beautifull as always, very reach and very deep , just like you ... thank you Yossi

[LlamaLord]

Oh, i love the ending!
"For our conscious minds can never accomplish

What our subconscious can do�"
Very suspicious. Really makes ya think doesn't it though? This is one of my favorites of your work.
I really enjoy reading your work, keep me in touch :)I look forward to reading more masterpieces!|

Austin

[THE LOST ROSE]

I think that I really love this piece. There is so much meat in this poem with lines like, Exploding in a spray of colors,
Stained glass effect, Illuminating the bleak vastness� and my favorite meaty line is; Covering the pain suffered, of lost love,
Recouping the hopelessness felt, these two lines are what help make this an excellent poems. I felt something when I came across this line which help me read this piece over again and I loved it more the second time around. Great job creating the imagery that you did.