maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Art Of Dream


On daylight, on midnight
In the closed eyes, in the open blindfold
The childhood memories, the foreseen future
Dream appears to be real

Whether clear, whether forgotten later
Abstract clips or chapter story
Unthinkable person, to the deepest core
Dream playing life

Like butterfly kiss, like hazy mist
Like illusion, like déjà vu
In the calm, in despair
Dream shakes hope

The fantasy, the imagination
The escape, the misery
The metaphor, the premonition
Dream allures soul

For those who live, for those who leave
For those who give, for those who seek
For those who sleep, for those who haunted
Dream spreads in the air

Submitted: Monday, November 21, 2011
Edited: Monday, November 21, 2011

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