There may be things I detest
lying right here in my lonely bed
Eyes closed I'm almost alive
skipping through memories
one at a time
I dreamt of her long long ago
watched by stars we danced
the moon gave us comfort but the sun
it washed out the life
If I'm to die
with memories grasped in my palm
in soul I'll live a butterfly
captured by the most poetic playwright
I feel in some ways I love you
princess in my head
Mindfulness should not be test
the truth being I simply don't know you yet
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Author:
samishere (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We all feel lonely sometimes, but its important to remember the good times. You were once happy so there is no reason history will not repeat itself. There's always bad phases. I've been struggling creatively lately so let me know what you think.
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Do what you can,with what you have,where you are (in your lonely bed)...👴
I do not want to know details... Just dream...🌌
I might have an answer soon enough , 💁 wicked Sam!
Thank you, you're always so supportive 🙂
Emotional and heart felt poem Samishere, with clear images and a nice flow to your chosen words..Your loneliness runs through this work . and some lines I especially love -
I dreamt of her long long ago
watched by stars we danced
the moon gave us comfort
but the sun it washed out the life.
Also your surprise ending lines.
Bravo my friend.....Dee
Thank you so much Dee!
'the moon gave use comfort' because when it's night you dream 'the sun washed out the life' because during day you have to get up and can't dream? am I right in these connations? loved it btw you couldn't tell you've been 'struggling creatively' by reading this more like this plz
yes you've interpreted it in exactly the way I was aiming for 🙂 many thanks for your kind words
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