Dreams Are The Sweet Realms Poem by Kevin Patrick
Dreams Are The Sweet Realms
Dreams are the sweet realms
between life and death
and that final voyage
when we meet our last breath
away from this country
of harsh reality
and to the sublime seas
of tranquil fantasy
where memories gleam
and are calm and submarine
dreams are conduits
to worlds of the impossible
where dragons and fairies
roam without obstacles
and even the dead
live again in our eyes
bringing joys we have lost
from beyond that far sky
like a peephole that shines
as a gift from the divine
Dreams are the harbor's
to our own private heavens
A beautiful and inspiring poem. So true. Dreams are the harbors of our own private heavens. Amazing line from a meaningful poem.
They are indeed those harbours. This is brilliance, Kevin. I now thinking back to some of my fondest dreams, and am reminded of Hamlet's despair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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6/11/2026 12:02:46 AM # 1.0.0
This poem resonates with majority of us if not everybody. A great read., Kevin. Thank you for sharing.