I dreamed a dream of dreaming
Laying softly in my bed
Sugar plums and torment
Dancing in my head
I dreamed a dream of life and death
Of hope and blood and glory
Of dancing through a sunlit field
With daisies, grass and bodies
I was but a child
Loving, small and free
As I glided silently
My life ran out of me
I laughed and giggled in happiness
As a child is apt to do
As I stepped around lifeless forms
Battered black and blue
Not a care had I
Not one in the world
As I pranced beneath the sky
'Til lightning struck with crackling fury
And I lay down to die
I dreamed a dream of dreaming
Of happiness and and strife
I dreamed a dream of dreaming
I dreamed a dream of life
'Sugar plums and torment' - they are often found both together in a dream. The end line is haunting but true. Beautiful.....From Fay.
I really loved that poem! I loved the idea of the life as a dream- and the way you described that dream... (By the way, could it be that you mistakely repeated a word in one line? 'My life ran ran out of me' I apologize if I am wrong)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really enjoyed this piece of writing.