Starved

There are dreams that draw us willing...and there are dreams that keep us awake. Whichever brings peace...

You starving already?!!
May Your visions and dreams feed You full

love the flow of this, intertwining magic with darkness

- Fairy

a strong piece filled with a sense of yearning. speaks (to me) of loss... bereavement, of a loved one or of a life lived differently.

wee suggestion to consider: with 'starved' as your title, it feels a little redundant as your opening word. it's a strong word and still echoes inside my head as i move into the body of your poem; the repetition is a small delay.

i'm also wondering if 'withered by daylight' wouldn't serve you better... there're a whole lotta w's in that second line and 3 reps of the small 'i' sound... by using 'by', you'd create less of a mouthful and introduce the soundlink with day'light'

'painted dreams'... ah, indeed. to dream in colour, experience it as more alive than the muted shades of days spent in waiting only for the dreams

Maybe it is better without daylight...thanks

I get it
it sucks feeling this way
have to start taking different roads home

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Thanks Bro...a friend was getting a colonoscopy today and couldn't eat anything which caused insomnia...it inspired me to write this