Dreams, oh the pleasure,
Of glorious companion,
Assist me in my search for treasure,
While I journey in sleep's convention.
Tell me great stories,
I have yet to encounter,
And bring me to unknown places,
Mankind has yet to discover.
Dreams, oh just temporal joy,
Dreams sometimes the devils ploy,
Dreams illusional ecstasy,
Dreams, diurnal creatures may not see.
Oh what treason in the name of hope,
All sorrow is taken away.
Twin of transient dope,
Vanishing when day light comes to play.
Copyright © Christian Eliab Ratnam 2012
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Love it. Be careful at endings of other poems when you add the copyright...I thought that was an actual part of the poem. Then again, I'm blonde-brained. :) Love always Lindsay
I wish I could have dreams like this/I always wake up before they have started/ apoem so full of imagination just loved it. cheers Sylvie
Very, very nice. Such talent for such a young soul. Regards Patricia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A splendid flow, well done. Did enjoy