The Boy That Never Dreams Poem by Deanza L. WalwynBowrin

The Boy That Never Dreams



There are many illusions in the world
that can never be known.
The mind works in a mysterious way
Memories, thoughts, ideas all wandering.
How does he keep control?
How can he not dream?

So many others had dreams
of flying and travelling the world
The mind is on and off like a remote control
Mental capacities of your life is unknown
It takes a the time of you wondering
about the time the dreams would take away.

Memories will never have their way
but the chance is that we can dream
Sooner or later our eyes will wander
Your mind spins on and whirls
into the world of the strangely known
everything is on and off, he’s losing control.

The levels of fantasies out of control
and possibly a threat to his usual way
which would normally lead to the unknown.
He will awake from slumber and his non dreams
And take a chance to the unclear world
His anxiety makes us wonder

Around the strings of thought his mind wondering
about the life that he no longer controls
All his ideas, lost in the world
that has taken all his other options away
Nothing matters when he cannot dream
Nothing in his life is in the unknown

He wakes up, with a blank mind, and nothing known
all his thoughts, and ideas left to wander
how does he go through life without a dream
The idea of never being in control
haunts him, and never goes away
the most frightening thing in the world

And wonders, why he cannot dream
His ideas out of his control feel so far away
Sub consciousness is unknown, the worse feeling in the world.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
C N Prem Kumar 02 July 2010

A very touchy, different theme. Excellent.

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