Dream Poem by Alyssa ArtsLover

Invisible yet I seek
I search for it by diving distant seas
I look through tear covered lenses
Cold breath comfortingly caresses my face
In vain-I have no excuse for my mistakes

I can not reverse the time nor stop
You ask me where do I go, I'd tell you
But I do not know myself either-I have not a single clue
All I can say is that where did I come from

From the dust and fragrance of withered flowers,
From lines of buried minutes-their memories are now the history
They build me-their remnants
Their land is desolated, the crop it grows is still a mistery

Dream-like a little puddle, as I touch it
In its reflection which was clear turns cloudy
Then suddenly sweeps away
And flies away like ashes in the wind

I am lost...