While I Sleep

While I sleep,

My body is on my bed,

but my soul is somewhere else,

While I sleep,

My spirit is not dragged down by weight like lead,

and I run free by myself,

While I sleep,

I dream amazing things,

or it can be my worst nightmare,

While I sleep,

I soar high with silver wings,

over bloody warfare,

While I sleep,

I escape my big sad problem,

in a happy peaceful land,

While I sleep,

Many beautiful flowers blossom,

unkindness is banned,

While I sleep,

I reach my blissful ignorance,

what is the real actuality?

While I sleep,

I try to awaken met by resistance,

not knowing the difference between happy dreams and sad reality.

Reviews

[Beccy]

The trick is to hold on to the happy dreams once you've woken up. Difficult, but not impossible as long as you embrace the bright, rather than the dark side of life.

Good poem. Beccy.

[lydie]

Yes, I agree. The trick is to hold onto what happiness, no matter how little, you have. Thank you for reviewing and taking the time to read my poem!

[J3ssInJupit3r]

I enjoyed reading this poem. It puts dreaming into perspective and it makes you wonder what dreams really are. I have a hard time sleeping, so it was good to actually read about sleeping instead. Great job.

[lydie]

I have a hard time sleeping too! But its because I am really energetic and I don't like sleeping. Thanks for the compliment.

[J3ssInJupit3r]

Yeah I was once told "you can sleep when you are dead" there is too much to do in life to just waste it away by sleeping. Of course, that doesn't mean I don't want to actually get some sleep sometimes!

[Perkele.7885]

Sad reality apparently thinks that happy dreams is a unnecessary, unwanted intruder. You must fill sad reality in on who is acceptable in the morning!

[lydie]

Yep! Teach sad reality who's boss! :D