A dream lies dead here. May you softly go
Before this place, and turn away your eyes,
Nor seek to know the look of that which dies
Importuning Life for life. Walk not in woe,
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when somebody is completely had enough from disappoint of people and failure in some point of life, he just feels like this is it, but as long as we breath we mustn't give up.
dream in imperfect head becomes dead before the perfect world!
Nicely written sonnet. I endorse Mr Cronick's excellent comment
A brilliant poem about a thing of beauty that helps bring balance to the world. Then the tragic death of this dream reflects the imperfectness as well as reducing the beauty that exists in this world.
A lovely petrarchan sonnet... It started me getting teary eyed...
The personification of dream! ! I liked it very much. Congratulations poet.
I really liked it it seems to me the extention of Dream by L. Huges.
I assume that this is being read by a robot. Is that right?
Lovely, excellent choice of words and effective use of punctuation.
Feels like my miscarriage ðŸ˜