Dreams 3 Poem by welkin siskin

Dreams 3



Dreams are like night-and-day forms,

One comes after the other,

To fully fill the minds with restlessness.
The heart intertwines a dream

that's far beyond fulfillment.

Slipping out of hand goes the time,

Goes like dust bunnies forever;

In one rhythm does the life thus fade
Like the withered old days.

Dreaming, dreaming and dreaming.
@ Welkin siskin

Tuesday, January 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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