The Dream I Wanted.
In my dream I could feel the love and I felt a soft tender touch.
On my little ears soft tones were delivered with a warm light breath.
No shouting or anger just softly spoken voices whispering to me.
You will be okay I am going to take your pain and set you free.
Come over here young man take my hand and walk with me.
Now I am going to show you and walk you through how life can be.
A land full of caring, fun, goodness, kindness and opportunity.
Where all the children play together completely pain free.
The long path we walked together along felt like cushioned air.
All I could see where smiling faces playing everywhere.
No raised voices to hear, just the sound of laughter could be heard.
No arguments, no fighting all the children are happy to share.
I could not see any marks or bruises on the young clean skins.
Not one child looked sad, hungry, frightened or disbelieving.
When the adults chose to speak there was no trembling with fear.
Every one of those children were happy and wanted to be there.
All the children looking good, dressed nicely in clean clothes.
I passed an adult who surprised me when he said to me hello.
Please will you come in and welcome to your new home.
Nothing to fear, your days have ended of being scared and alone.
This was a new world that I wished, I was desperate to live in.
Sadly, though my constant dreams can never be this fulfilling.
The frightening nightmares keep interrupting all my dreaming.
All the horrors of my young life, they want to keep reliving.
Nataiella 1978.
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Author:
Tobani / Nataiella (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: May 26th, 2025 02:08
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this as a teenager, have a wonderful week everyone
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Comments10
Your poem beautifully captures the longing for love and safety amidst pain. The contrast between the dreamβs warmth and heartbreaking reality is deeply moving. Thank you for sharing such raw and powerful emotions.
Thank you for your kind feedback, enjoy the rest of your day
What an insightful look back to the past and thoughts of the past ππ»ποΈ
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Welcome ππ»ποΈ
A sadness pervades this poem a melancholic pain of past trauma that prevents immediate healing and a lost sense of where one belongs. Very nicely written
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A very well written piece about a wonderful dream. It ends with the realty of waking to a nightmare.So many powerful images.I enjoyed reading
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Love the ebb and flow of this. Another fave.
Thank you for your kind words, very much appreciated
Wow. How very beautiful, yet so bittersweet, akin to the darkest chocolate which seems like chalk in the mouth until it melts, yielding a subtle sweetness. Gorgeous and excellently rendered with lovely imagery and a haunting, damning poignancy. Thank you very much for sharing. I'm sorry you've suffered thus.
Thank you for your kind words, they are always appreciated.
Very good, PL. It felt to me like you were having a conversation with your better self (or holy spirit if you are into ACIM).
Trying to convince myself there was a better world than the one i was living in, Thank you for your feedback, always very much appreciated.
Wow, Natiella! I love these throwbacks. Thank you for sharing. πΉπ
Thank you kindly, hope you have a great week
You too, my friend.
Keep walking on into your wonderful world that is there for you Tobani.
Andy
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Exquisitely painful in conclusion, how very beautifully rendered with excellent imagery and a keenly haunting poignancy. Perspective is another angle, perhaps, to pursue, as I guess I had an oddly cheerful perspective on my own early years. Thank you very much for sharing. I wish I could comfort you.
We all arrive in this world to different receptions, some are welcomed and loved, some are not, it's just the way the cookie crumbles, thank you for your kind words
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