Dreams are all I ever find,
In the deep recesses of my mind,
Like a country wall covered with vines.
There's nothing to wrap my arms around,
When ice covers the frozen ground,
But dreams are all I've ever found.
Were you a dream I had one night,
That disappeared with the morning light,
And slowly faded from my sight.
Because to dreams of you I'm bound,
Colorless dreams devoid of sound,
Dreams are all I've ever found.
3/1/12 Alton Texas
I can relate to this. I like the way you presented the message, smooth and flowing like a dream, easy to take in the meaning and relish the scene. The last line repeated from the first line is a also a great style, I like that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
forms shrouded in the mist... perhaps we are dreams!