Was It Real Or I Was Dreaming? Poem by Anna Jonson
Was It Real Or I Was Dreaming?
when i was listening to my heart's beating
i woke up by a knock on the door
my heart stopped; i felt afraid
i wondered, i asked: who's that?
but i had to open the door
now or before...
when i opened the door
i saw someone whom i knew before
he was crying, and a little alarming
he said that your lover has died
i couldn't belive, when he said that thing
is it real or i'm dreamimg?
then i found out that it was real
i wasn't dreaming and i had to believe
at that time the sorrow comes
without permission or knocking door
only two ways that i had to go
killing myself or living alone..
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That's so sad. I am so glad that it hasn't happened to me. I would be...*sound*
Nice one Anna i love this one especially. great job.
men don't cry so it must be a dream. thanks for living to write such beautiful poem. thanks.md
Yes profound feeling...a few words seem out of place but the idea is right there
Anna, this is so sad for you sometimes things don't happen the way we plan. Please dont kill yourself. I like the poem
this speaks in volumes and has a profound impact to it..wonderful work u amazing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2025 9:43:51 AM # 1.0.0
Things by now have changed the rivers flow to you as well heart a knock the door lashed shut not knowing gone a name to bring in home of hearts released... :) ..iip