Without A Dream Poem by Domes wau

Without A Dream



I am a man who sleep in the cool night
No thinking while closing eyes
Feeling death is getting closer
To be die that I don’t want because of no dream

I am a man who lay on soft bed
Hoping that my dream is not bad
Wishing I dream of things, the creating beauty
Still, I can’t see the future that looks at me in my dream

I try to see the things in my deep sleep
Scared, tired, make my mind blank
Terrible, horrible, pounce on my soul
I am a man without a dream

Friday, March 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
I wrote this poem because there was a little confused of my life.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lyn Paul 24 March 2015

Life is too short and sometimes too many decision to make. Just the pure beauty of nature in time, can brings us back to dream again. Many thanks Domes.

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Domes Wau 25 March 2015

Thank you for the comment and you are welcome, Mrs. Paul

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