Such a stranger amongst dreams
Wishing they become fulfilled
Eyes so heavy
Wishing slumber would come its way
In the decay of night
Where sleep laughs in betrayal
Never good enough for slumber
Or what comes through closed eyes
Coming always unexpected
Earliness pulverised
Normalcy becomes lunacy
Love so craven in such delusional minds
Taunting such insecurity
Souls smiling while crying inside
Such a proprietor amongst dreams
All of mine, only mine
Eyes floating ever so lightly
Embracing slumber's presence
In the embrace of night
Where sleep laughs with such great joy
A personal epiphany arrives
Seeing such beauty in this nocturnal delight
Nothing will ever stop me from dreaming
As I take the highest of all of my flights
Body still
Spirit takes off
Towards a dimension of personal love
Where this self feels good enough
Spirit back
The sun it shines
Awaken for self-success
Inside my own personal sublime
Why should I cry lonely tears?
It is me and only me who suffers the most
I have myself to love
No more begging to share my worth
Looking into the future
So much blur as these eyes can see
Still, I believe in true love
So be it if at the moment it does not believe in me
Never under love's control
As long as I dream in a love that is truly free
Living life
The best that I can
Such a stranger I am to the conformity of love
Yet, Here I am as happy as can be
In myself, I believe in me
In myself, I am truly free
This is an epiphany
All within, Me
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