Oh nightmare of my dreams,
Dark and frightful.
On my solitude and reprieve,
Subconsciously insightful.
The lesson learnt in life, in death,
Choking through a dreamy breath.
And wakening with such a scare,
Learned of time itself aware.
Oh dream a sleep of peace and warmth,
A burning son or child’s birth.
This is what I'm dreaming of.
Around the world , it goes with love.
As all a dream, forgotten woke.
On the morning, the fire stoked.
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RSM (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
A poem beautiful in wording, imagery and flow it rolls off the tongue to be lapped up by the brain. Nicely done
Lol thank you
Most welcome
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