I Dreamt

On the fine line between dreams and reality

By YonathanJPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Photo by Clem Onojeghuo on Unsplash

I dreamt of an empty beach

Of sitting on the sand, where the sunlight barely reach

With you next to me, well, all around me

and so absorbed in the scenery I embraced it all

Only to awake once more, eyes wide open,

still seeing the dream I dreamt

And I wondered, if all that wasn't real,

then what is this?

What is this white ceiling, these lazy lights,

casting shadows around my mind?

Nothing but dreams, within dreams.

Oh to go back there, basking in the sun

of my own making, my very own warmth

and peace, with you all around me

I can't help but wonder,

Am I dreaming, or am I still dreaming?

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About the Creator

YonathanJ

I've been an avid reader for as long as I remember, and a writer since childhood. Crafting stories fascinate me. I write to share my outlook on life, that is often taken too seriously. Hope you enjoy my writings

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