The Cauldron of Black Dreams

I kind of just realized...I am starting to make a little nothing world with the poems The Kingdom That Never Was, The Heart of Empty Melodies, and The Cauldron of Black Dreams

 

 

Hidden in the Kingdom That Never Was

Inside a mountain that isn’t there

 

Found inside a crystal cave

And surrounded by dark mist

 

The cave sparkles like the stars

But mist holds back its beauty

 

Only found by spirits and dreams

It is kept away from life it self

 

It holds the deadly dreams we have

Keeping us from falling into them

 

It lies atop a craggy pedestal

Slightly beating like a gloomy heart

 

The cauldron glows a black tint

Polished well, but by no one

 

Dreams like darkness swirl inside of it

Trying to get out of its prison

 

The dreams flow like water

Yet kill for the love of death

 

This simple bowl holds them back

It holds the horrid dreams from life

 

Demons hide inside these dreams

Ready to destroy the dreamer

 

Such things could not be stopped

By any real object or thing

 

The power of nothing pulls these dreams

They are banished to the cauldron

 

It is never thanked or given love

Simply keeping life together

 

It is the humans’ night guardian

It is the Cauldron of Black Dreams

Reviews

[Justin Tobey]

Good! I only have a few suggestions for you. The first is to try to use a different word for "dream." It began to feel repetitive after a while, and that took away from the fantasy-like state of mind you were creating. There were a few tiny grammar problems and such, but, overall, this piece is good! It's not necessary, but you could expand this to make an epic or a story. Good job!