Poem Body
Sometimes a dream makes one reflect
the inner conscience one does suspect,
I wonder what dreams want to convey,
we dream in our own way
there is no coherence
nor a foreplay,
dreams only us sway,
if such be the manner of dreams,
why suddenly we awake to scream,
in the darker alleys and crevices of mind
we leave all memories far behind
then as we awake and ponder
what dream was conveying we wonder
but softness comes our way,
so meditate and cluttering of minds keep away
dreams are just incoherent
so reliance on them makes for these being deterrent
dream into the slumbering
all day all night
keep them from allowing you
to be lead into fright…
Comments
Loved
You are finding your way with this one, just a tweak here and there and this one would ring.
One small thing be more positive in your words, don't beat about the bush, flowers are for the flower garden, speak up and become a battering ram when needed.
Love you all the same Yours Ian.T
yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
a battering ram......
ur an Aries =RAM
I ain't so
I agree with Ian
this one is really good. Many good lines, but stanza three is my favorite.
Thanks for sharing.
Beautifully written : rhyme,
Beautifully written : rhyme, cadence, "softness"of subject matter.
joe
So kind of you Sir
I wanted to compose
some thing unusual this one time
thanks
Hi Loved
Brilliant! I like your "unusual" - you should do more! I loved the title and the dreamy content.
Can't say much more than the above comments.
This is really, really good.
Love Mand xxxx
just yesterday I'd like to share...
someone came to consult
and i knew what her dream
must have been
so she accepted
what I advised I can't say
but this Dream poem
was her thoughts contribution ...
I wanted to compose something different
glad you all so far have liked it
fervently hope
Jess will