Well, I Too Don'T Like Cliff Hangers Poem by Daisy Pereira

Well, I Too Don'T Like Cliff Hangers



You can't live in your past
no need actually
don't carry your past on your back
like a long dead person
Ha! Its moon raining on the silent sea
dream dream as if there was no yesterdays
nor tomorrows
for both brings back
seething pain

casual times
accidental meetings
morning birds
gloomy flowers
melancholy butterflies

''I cant go on like this''...
''no need''......

Dreams rain....
death also rains...
Night is a dark ocean
without light
oarless, aim less,
cold black hell....
sleep sleep like dead
and dream...

Morning brings shadows with real
unhappy sun
I can not go on like this
well, no need,
one should stop
well, do it,
but I cant,

I drink wails in volumes
living on borrowed time
well, re set it darling
live, it is 2074 actually...

Friday, July 17, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dreaming
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its a conversation between the dead and the living, between the dreams and reality, between the day and night... that which goes on...
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