25 January, 2022, before nightfall
Dreams?
No metaphor,
No noun
Could ever describe
How profound
***
These dreams,
These hauntings,
Akin to a smooth song;
Yet hectic in my blood;
***
Fire of passion
Tides of hope!
All too majestic
All till they’re chained
***
And held down.
Till it consumes you.
And engulfs you.
***
Yet there lies a remedy;
The remedy of time.
***
A hard one to take,
Yet still the best fate.
~ End ~
Writer's note: Take *** as spacing.
About the Creator
Cyrus
Welcome to the fragments of my mind. Thoughts. Ideas. All once a chaotic yet artistic mess, before I expanded them into entire, complete poems.
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Comments (5)
Very well done. I like the way you structured this. Excellent writing!!!
Very lovely 🤍 Dreams are odd creatures!
It was a good, flowing poem. I like it. Keep writing!
Dreams do have a tendency to do this. Well written.
Great Haikus!