Brian Silverwood


Dreams - Poem by Brian Silverwood

In a corner of my thoughts
I dream
I dare to dream in those depths of my mind,
Where no mortal man knows my feelings or,
Ideas I store for a future reference.

In this,
My pit of consciousness
I horde,
For it’s all to myself

The rapture of my being.
My birth in a naked world,
My death in a wasteland.
Time to be set by others
For me to live out.

So tell me this,
Tell, I implore!
That this is my life?
People talk me to do this,
And do that, yet,
What do you want to be when you grow up?

But still I dream,
And still those dreams burn inside of me.

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Dreams by Brian Silverwood

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Monday, February 1, 2010

Poem Edited: Monday, February 1, 2010


[Report Error]