Edgar Allan Poe

(19 January 1809 - 7 October 1849 / Boston)

A Dream Within A Dream - Poem by Edgar Allan Poe

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
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Comments about A Dream Within A Dream by Edgar Allan Poe

  • Rookie Michelle Andrade (6/28/2015 10:47:00 PM)

    I Love that so much (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 408 Points Melissa Patty (6/16/2015 7:49:00 AM)

    Such a beautiful piece of writing x (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 155 Points Kartike Chadha (6/13/2015 2:40:00 AM)

    Great poem. Expressed your thoughts clearly, (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Vikash Radhey (5/28/2015 9:56:00 AM)

    Nice poem i love this poem (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 154 Points Chandra Shekar K (5/28/2015 9:19:00 AM)

    Time waves are so strong that they even snatch away the life's precious sand particles from our clasp. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,266 Points Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (5/23/2015 5:33:00 PM)

    Too short, to short is life. That idea has been excellently expressed in this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 247 Points Colin Cedar Bell (5/18/2015 10:17:00 AM)

    The pain of the transience of life, we cannot hold on to anything, but gather memories....And it passes away like a dream. Or maybe there is more to life and we just haven't seen it yet. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 188 Points Tandin Wangchuk (4/30/2015 11:15:00 PM)

    I stand amid the roar
    Of a surf-tormented shore,
    And I hold within my hand
    beautiful lines rendered (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,090 Points Panmelys Panmelys (4/7/2015 1:11:00 PM)

    I come close to Audrey Malloy, and feel the sadness of loss of three people he loved and that the sands of time like the hourglass, is past, present and future, stages we all pass thru, and like sand it goes so fast, especially present.
    Dream within a dream, is marvellous, and it needs no critic, or more than the depth of the poet's own rendering.
    What is a dream, something you can't analyse, ot take apart, it lives so close to us all, familiar and yet fleeting, we all dream, and what we dream belongs to our past, the daily routine, and the future's expectations. Panmelys (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 263 Points Samkelo Dlamini (4/2/2015 2:28:00 AM)

    Well written, imaginative poem (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 62 Points Farnood Jahangiri (4/22/2015 12:45:00 PM)

    And very musical, indeed.

  • Rookie - 43 Points Baro Done (3/29/2015 3:10:00 PM)

    The reflection of the world into our eyes seem nothing but the real. As the poem progress the doubt arises whether it could all come clean with that exact clearence. The clarity of the final outlook leaves nothing but the susception of the mind's ability to percieve or link to what is to be percieved in the reasons' eye. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 30,216 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (3/12/2015 3:03:00 AM)

    A dream within a dream.... a very good poem of the great poet and likes. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Maddie O'malley (2/12/2015 6:51:00 PM)

    LOVE IT XXXX (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,620 Points Mj Lemon (12/25/2014 3:00:00 PM)

    If a dream is an attempt to reconcile the reality of loss with the experience having know a person, what is the dream within a dream? Awesome poem. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,091 Points Mark Arvizu (12/22/2014 9:07:00 AM)

    Dreams flee the grasping hand and send you back to reality (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 161 Points Arcely Talicuad (12/15/2014 12:06:00 AM)

    in my own generalization, sometimes in life, people tend to seek and keep things that are beyond possibility. they call it a dream. these dreams are, more often than not, triggered by the things people had been through, or sometimes it would just be manifestations of what they feel towards life. Moreover, in order for them to at least suffice their hunger for happiness, they tend to dream things, even if they are aware of the fact that it is way too far from reality. Yet, they hope till this hope fades away, then the only choice left is to ask themselves whether to keep going or just say goodbye to these desires and consider them a dream within a dream. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Audrey Malloy (11/14/2014 9:38:00 AM)

    I don't think the sand stands for time in the sense of the day by day but by the sum of our time on earth. We try to grab it and hold it but it slips through our fingers nonetheless. How many times have you said, it seems like only yesterday. Think about how Poe lost his mother, then his stepmother, then Virginia. A deep sadness not just for the loss of the people he loved, but a deep sadness for the fleeting moment he was given with each. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (10/31/2014 9:47:00 AM)

    This earth is itself a dream and we dream so dreaming within the dream thus making earth a Pilgrim why because poet has many to ask with Lord- O God! can I not grasp, Them with a tighter clasp? O God! can I not save, One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream? how beautifully asked... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 348 Points Chris Howie (10/11/2014 8:56:00 PM)

    A poem about dreams, delivered in Poe's classic stylings. The tone, the voice, and the meter itself is quite easy to read, and there is a relateble sympathy in the way he, as we all try to, control and grasp each day as it passes, yet find that time marches onward. One of Poe's best, and that's saying something. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,091 Points Mark Arvizu (10/4/2014 3:40:00 PM)

    Bravo! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply










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