I had a lucid dream
Not certain of waking or sleeping
I was inside another dream
Yet I was not sure of anything.
I tried to move my numb hands
Limp and paralyzed stiff
I tried unfeeling legs to stand
But can't even move my lips.
My mind broke in a silent shout
As my eyes in quick vivid view
Scanned the darkened room about
If I was dreaming I had no clue.
Then pressure rested on my chest
As labored breathing started
Gasping now, escaped that rest
I took in air and the dream had ended.
really a marvellous poem, the playing of the logic and the language is extremely good. please read ''the revenge of love''
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love this poem, i wonder if I'll ever really know if I am dreaming...one can only hope