Scales like stars
In midnight dark...
Do dragons dream?
I have to ask.
Of flames and gold?
Of ancient skies?
Of kingdoms bold
that met demise?
Do they soar
in sleeping minds?
Free from knights
and humankinds.
Do they dream?
Of us who write
their legends down
by candlelight?
Can myths have thoughts
when they're not real?
Can stories sleep?
Can legends feel?
Yet we still dream
of dragon wings.
Perhaps they are
The dreaming things.
We made them up.
They made us whole.
The line between..
A smoke-filled hole.
Who dreams whom?
The question burns.
In dragon's breath,
the world still turns.
About the Creator
Karun
🌿✨ Karun, a poet weaving emotions into verses, embarked on the journey of words to unearth the beauty of feelings. In the delicate dance of ink and emotion, my poetry delves into the nexus of the human heart and the natural world.✍️
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