I sleep without dreams
and I dream without sleep
I toss and I turn
I read and I weep
I open my eyes
I see oceans that run deep
Mountains that are steep
but still, I cant sleep
Staying awake?
breeds nothing but defeat
and yet when I close my eyes
there´s a reaper I meet
She´s a sight for sore eyes
She tells me pretty lies
A devil, with no disguise
but I´m not surprised
when I saw her red eyes
I knew
My deprivation gives me in return
a sweet sensation
a beautiful, red-eyed, gleaming raven
- Author: a thousand wishes ( Offline)
- Published: June 8th, 2022 10:47
- Category: Surrealist
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Comments3
This is actually my favorite of yours so far. The form is great, the images you call are interesting, and the rhymes are mostly tasteful. Very cool!
mostly? continue
Ok, there are a couple of lines that stand out to me as rhyming for the sake of rhyming itself and don't take the poem anywhere narratively. For example, deep oceans and steep mountains might have an associative tie-in to your concept, however, those lines are followed by the re-tread on not being able to get sleep that you established in the first stanza. That kind of leads into the third stanza at the same place you led into the second one with.
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Very nice poem 1000. What a coincidence that with both wrote poems on the dream theme.
I will read yours right now!! and Thank you
I love the structure and the symbols used! Good one!
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