Nightmares are nothing
Compared to the happy dreams
Where you hold something
In your hand
Then wake up
To reality
And realize it was all just
A fantasy
One of my personal favorites because I find it to be true for me a lot. As always, if you enjoyed the poem please vote and/or comment! :)
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Snapshots: One Poem is Worth a Thousand Photos
ПоэзияSome short poems that are written mostly in my head in bed and then written down here. In most of the poems, I try to capture (photograph) emotions in words... Enjoy!
