At Night The Mind Plays Its Tricks Poem by Gert Strydom

At Night The Mind Plays Its Tricks



At night the mind plays its tricks
reliving situations from days gone bye
as soon as there's darkness in the sky
and sleep heavies the eyes
dreams bring out their gimmicks
of loves lost and wars past

but I would rather dream
of only you
of the sky blue
and how lovely it is
to be true
and trying to make it last.

Saturday, December 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
Close
Error Success