In dreams, we are worlds
Diamonds and bright stars
Revolving doors, body pain
Whimpering fury at provocation
We search for semiprecious longings
Looking into suns
I am made of rainbows
A thousand words glittering
Staring into the distance, clouds
Above us creating rain
Falling from the earth, I wanted to be perfect
Never felt accepted, but when I speak
To a doctor from Portugal
I'm closer to how you feel, abandoned
On a desolate road, telling you time and time again
In dreams, we are worlds
Diamonds and bright stars
Revolving doors, body pain
Whimpering fury at provocation
We search for semiprecious longings
Looking into suns
I am made of rainbows
A thousand words glittering
Staring into the distance, clouds
Above us creating rain.
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Author:
Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
to be applauded!
Thanks! The last few nights I've been drunk and passed out to wake up at strange times. This came to me flowing. I wouldn't say it's my best work, certainly not the most poetic, but I think it's a pretty combination of words I'm not taking for granted, and feel proud enough of it to publish. Again, thanks.
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