Wakin up into a Dream
Trying to find poetry in the shifting imagery of ...
when u wake from a nitemare
u still feel the dark eyes gleam
wat do u do
when u wake up straight into a dream
when u dont feel like
opening ur eyes ever again
lest the dream shall fade away
casuistry just gives u pain
as u try to find reason
in the shifting perspectives of life
though u wud rather suffer
the sweet pain of passions knife
i may have died a thousand deaths,
in hope to live that one life i dreamt
which keeps comin back to me,
why return to the world,they tempt.
we go on in time
straight paths become serpentine
dreams r dreams whatever they may seem,
the quandary tears you clean,
no one can ever find out
how in chaos particles intertwine
do u risk opening ur eyes
to see what fate has predestined.
What stayed with you?
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