Dead Dreamer Poem by Yoni Dvorkis
Dead Dreamer
In the beginning I knew I wasn't whole.
To shed this world, I'd have to kill my soul.
Over and over my bodies breathed sighs of relief
when released from intensely mental postmortem grief.
I’d cry back asleep, the end felt so real.
Nightmarish fairy tales of Love I couldn't feel.
Yet dreams of death are only dreams
and life is not as finite as it seems.
i like the way you express yourself over all it read nicely very nice poem
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/29/2024 1:58:03 PM # 1.0.0.1119
I wonder how many of us dream deep memories, I to have a 'Recollection'.