Thoughts wash over shipwrecked minds
Full of jewels and far off lights
Whispered voices together binds
Memories built by loves and sprites
To dream a dance of hearts desires
Eyes closed but open wide
Building up the minds dark fires
With deepest thoughts down inside
Limbs lays still and air hangs dark
No light casts on mute faces
Behind closed lids thoughts do spark
Of wonders and forgotten places
Lovers gone and places new
Of terrors and somber fears
Highest highs in cloud you flew
And memories of sadness leers
To rise refreshed, blue in the sky
In first few blinks all now mist
Except for itches behind thy eyes
Of other lands and dreams that kissed
YOU ARE READING
Darkly dreaming
EspiritualA collections of poems as and when I write them, updated sporadically. From happiness to love and depression, no real theme just what drifts into my head and out of my pen.
