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A Dream Within A Dream

Rating: 4.4

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Dream Poems: 2 / 500
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sam Francis 19 September 2012

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Rosi Fousse 29 January 2012

I recited this poem to my boyfriend, he looked as if he was gunna cry. I asked what's wrong. He said I'm in love with a dork lol. I smacked him and he said he's glad he is inlove with such a beautiful dork. I love him so much [3

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Sagar Shelar 11 February 2012

Amazing poem. This world is nothing but God's Dream.

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Sidi Mahtrow 03 February 2012

In Poe's dark forbidding night When there can be no sight Of the dangers lurking near Of which there is much to fear. But in the inner peace of Poe With the scratch of pen, his words flow Capturing his tortured thoughts in kind A parable, to escape the world that binds, To set him free to dream Of that which is not as seem. As he awaits the judgement day. s

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John S 22 September 2012

To me the poem represents the transitory, ephemeral nature of time and our existence. When we meet a lover it's is like we pick up a handful of sand and as the years go by the sand slowly creeps through our fingers. No matter how hard or how desperately you try, you cannot stop the cascading sand, until you and your lover split and the last grain of sand has fallen. Then all you have left is a memory. And when you and your ex-lover pass on that memory is lost in time: like a dream within a dream. The second half seems to be about our own mortality and the nature of our existence. Once the last grain of sand has fallen into the pitiless wave, you're gone forever.200 years into the future no one will remember you. Your life, your hopes and dreams, your accomplishments and triumphs, will be lost in time like a dream within a dream.

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Pratanu Banerjee 28 September 2020

Excellent poem with remarkable ideas.

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Mikateko khosa 06 August 2020

Nice poem. Love how u playing wit words its interesting

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Arun ramamurthy 24 July 2020

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Juliet L. Languedoc 16 July 2020

Thank you it is like quote within a quote. Lovely piece!

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