Surreallistic Dream Poem by Jacqui Broad
Surreallistic Dream
I'm chasing a dream, I know,
yet, I don't want to let go.
In my dream, I see you picture clear;
I reach out to touch you without fear.
You stretch out your hand to touch;
your lips move to say you love me very much.
Then, like a stone thrown in water, you're gone;
I stand crying, asking what have I done?
The wind comes up and blows me away;
I'm fighting and begging to have my last say,
but now I'm standing on a mountain, looking down.
I look around, seeing nothing, so I frown.
Something pushes me and forces me to fall;
as I fall, I hear your last echoing call.
'I love you, don't ever forget! '
I wake up, remembering the words you said...
This poem touches my heart like all the other poems, you have a beautiful way of portraying your feelings Jacqui... we all love you my dear friend... Take care :)
Memories of love will not be faded away....twill haunt us when we lose love......... It's an excellent poem! ! ! !
Oh! How I Miss You: (with your delicious write.... The poem above super above par, miss u ladyB...hope you still as well as you were
dreams can play with you mind.. positive and negative.. I too have a poem about dreams that you would like.. hope you keep writing cause I will follow your poems.. there are many poems I like.. keep up the good work!
Hello my African safari! Come out of dream, spread your hands you can reach one - your sunshine, your Indian, your soul mate, please don't close your doors, don't slam it on me. I am still in love, I feel it new everyday in every way.... One is gone yet I am there. please stretch your hands one more time.. your are my love lamp! :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) So many smile only for my Jacqui, says my heart!
yes we never realy let go of old memories, especially about our loved ones...i hope it was just a dream...brilliant poem J.
living in memory like staying in the room...all the experience and feeling build the wall and the floor is where we feel at same time, we hard to go away from this room unless the roof is open and we jump out if we can...but it seems like hard to do that as roof is made of time where we can reverse or release our self from it...beautiful poem jac, one way to moving on, go forward to expand the space of your room because your wall are elastic according to time_Unwritten Soul
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I would like to translate this poem
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10/16/2024 2:22:14 AM # 1.0.0
A very beautiful poem, to hear the words i love you, a great write.