Dreams

Playful Words...

I dreamt of a day when it would be simple.

All of the world in a glass so divine and light.

Not a care to any thought by my own.

So I fell asleep one night -- not thinking...

Following my slumber was:

The most beautiful sight I could wish for...

I saw rose petals dancing in the wind.

I smelt the succulent air of the spring.

I grazed upon the splendorous grass.

                          Then fell upon a tempting cloud.

Everything is possible in the world of cognition.

One simple wish can come true without hesitation.

And there en-lies the truth of what everyone wants.

                         The truth of what I want.

I want a world of ease and love by the heart and not logic.

I want a dream to come true by a mere wish on a falling star.

I want to live in a place where people do not judge, but tolerate (accept).

And I want to lie within my love's arms

and know that we are under our charms.

Because all I want it simplicity of love.

I want to be his only dove.

Call me selfish for vices I don't deserve,

but we are all free to choose whom to serve.

So with my last breath he knows of my love,

and I hope he see's me as sent from above...

Author's Note

What did you think?
What did you feel?

Reviews

[there is no more from m..]

such an amazing poem :)

[Philip S.]

Very nice. I felt the dream-like transitions, and thought of my own thoughts on on how love truly is in my life, as opposed or in agreement with the poems statements. "Succulent air," jumped out at me. It made me imagin tasting the spring as you would taste a wine with your nose, along with the actual 'flavors.' Very intriguing pairing.

[nostal]

Strangely, i felt as if i was at sea while reading this
Great poem though.

[Coyote Poetry]

Like a kind and gentle prayer your words in this poem. I like the poem a lot. It seem your dream of a world where we respect each other is so far away. I like the ending. I do believe the good and bad will be the deeds we must explain one day. A very beautiful poem.
Coyote

[xXx]

upon reading "I smelt the succulent air of the spring" i was fully engulfed in your wants as mine .. i want this same .. it reads with a dream quality, just a hint of sincerity with "Call me selfish for vices I don't deserve, but we are all free to choose whom to serve."

the last two lines close again with dream quality truth and honesty .. this really feels like it poured from your heart and spilled onto paper with ease. love this :)

~Faith~