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its not that i can’t see the dream
but i can’t seem to dream
without these realities
streaming through midnight scenes
my sheets coaxing and coveting me
uncovering life like a seed breeds
so beautifully entrapping
me
keeping
me
but i can’t seem to dream
without these realities
streaming through midnight scenes
my sheets coaxing and coveting me
uncovering life like a seed breeds
so beautifully entrapping
me
keeping
me
Published 16th Dec 2017
| Edited 17th Dec 2017
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16th Dec 2017 8:55pm
17th Dec 2017 4:58pm
16th Dec 2017 9:23pm
Exploring the inner self is the seed of poetry. Introspection is the nourishment our muse consumes for growth. Dreams with sprout out of the inspiration the muse gives back to you for providing her with life...
Excellent expression Marielle!
JJ
Excellent expression Marielle!
JJ
17th Dec 2017 4:59pm
19th Dec 2017 00:52am
"i can’t seem to dream" sounds really sad, but luckily your "uncovering life like a seed breeds" , it is "so beautifully entrapping me"...seems a blessing in disguise. Life is difficult but it seems not too bad usually. That's what I got from your words my dear.
much love RoseJasmine
much love RoseJasmine
22nd Dec 2017 5:09pm
Thank you rose jasmine, yes the poem has a positive influence to a sad feeling
20th Dec 2017 11:03pm
I know, sometimes we can't find ourselves. Don't worry, one day it will happen when you least expect to and suddenly you'll be able to dream.
22nd Dec 2017 5:08pm
Thanks for the comment. I do dream every night, vividly. I liked how it sounded, the dream can also mean an aspiration that seems intangible.
