Like A Dream Ii Poem by Andrew W.K. Yip

Like a dream II - a poem by Andrew W K Yip


Like a dream, the past began to unfold,
Something precious, something dear, something bold.
Take, oh take those visions away,
They're just illusory images gone astray.


Cobwebs of dead years linger night and day.
Dark dreams haunt and taunt and still remain.
Forgive, forget, regret - whatever people say.
Years come and go, but their wreckage lurk again.


Photo: Like a dream - copyright Yip Cheong Fun