Tuesday, 3 August 2010

68

Some people dream of wishes,
some people dream of stars.
Some people dream of the whole world
slowly becoming ours.

Some people dream of happiness,
some people dream of love.
Some people dream that they'd find the words
that their hearts will be proud of.

Some people dream of each other,
some people dream really hard.
Some people dream that their dreams wont escape,
they mean too much to discard.

Some people dream whilst awake,
some people dream fast asleep.
Some people awake and remember their dreams,
and lie in their beds and weep.

Some people dream of forgiveness,
others dream of good results.
Some people dream that the dead
will suddenly regain a pulse.

Some people dream of a monster,
stalking them in their heads.
Some people quickly realise,
that they're safe and sound in their beds.

I don't dream of this world.
I don't dream about anyone else,
My dreams consist
of a delicate twist
and heaven and hell melts.

My dreams go on forever,
with no plot or plan or design,
I do not wake up
and I don't remember
that the dream was totally mine.

So next time you dream of your life getting better,
remember, its nothing but a dream.
Don't anger yourself,
don't cry.
Sleep.

2 comments:

  1. This is utterly amazing, in my opinion, one of your best poems yet :) xx
    More stuff like this needs to be brought onto the poem scene :D xx

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