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Kasondra Sytnik


Dreams to Nightmares


I stare at the wall and close my eyes
I started to dream about parts of the world
Beaches to oceans to schools of fish
My dreams turn to nightmares after awhile

The cool, damp beach where sand comes to rest
The emptiness in the pastel blue sky
The sand placed perfectly in place
The smell of salt water against the shore

The crystal clear ocean calm as can be
The current not even moving sea life
Fish eating at the bottom by the sand
The sound of calm waves hitting the shore

The colorful fish ranging from green to blue
Fish from all different sizes
The sound of fish jumping out of the ocean
They swim without a government to follow

The beaches turn to cemeteries
The oceans turn dark gray, and fish floating dead
The sky black as can be with flashes of light
You wake up realizing life is so much different

Submitted: Saturday, February 18, 2012
Edited: Thursday, April 19, 2012
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  • Freshman - 1,414 Points Dave Walker (2/18/2012 11:25:00 AM)

    A really great poem, liked it, a great write.
    May i invite you to read my new poem called,
    From The Grave. (Report) Reply

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