In the dream
I cry, I sob, I scream.
I smile, I laugh, I guffaw.
In the dream
I fall in love
Stare at your eyes
Outline your face
And smile wide
Warm and big
Soft and pink
I touch your hand
And shiver it brings
We talk and talk
Until I doze of
Dream in a dream
you win my heart
fierce and moody
marvelous brain
I stand beside you
And feel small as a dwarf.
Talk, no talk
You smile and frown
Sometimes happy
Sometimes down
My heart beats
Forcing me to solve
The inexplicable problem
Called – love.
The picture shatters
As I wake up from the dream
The teenage lover
Holds my hand and beams
He feeds me
With love and care
My heart fails me
And I fall for him again.
The storm dashes in
As I fall asleep into a dream
Fearing what form
I might see today of him.
In the dark
My eyes spot
A light of hope
As I fly to it with fright.
There stands my knight
Inside a beautiful flower,
With a romantic
And perfect dinner for two.
I snap back to the lover
With joy and love
He stares at me
As I pull him closer.
I await eagerly
For the next dream to hit me
Waiting for the new form
In him to shock me.
A cloudy night
I wonder what he got
I dance inside a room
Searching for my heart.
‘who are you?’
‘get lost’
I break apart to pieces
And run back – with a broken heart
The lover smiles still
Now i see
The different forms
He has in him.
One for moody,
Two for joy
Three for love
And four for- a broken heart.
A strange turn
As I dream
into one of his
Which makes me shell-shocked.
Feelings and feelings
He hides from everyone
Craving to share
But something stops him.
To see him
It tears my heart
Burns my eyes
As a connection arise.
I float in his mind
Beautiful just as he is outside
I see myself, staring at me
And the lifeless butterflies, bloom bright.
The lover
And me
Together we dance
To the song he sings
In the dream
I cry, I sob, I scream.
I smile, I laugh, I guffaw.
In the dream.
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Hi guys. I wrote this poem last year when I was inspired by the movie inception. I had a lot of fun writing this as it was quite different from the others.
P.s - I do not own any pictures. This particular picture from google just fits perfectly for this poem. I loved it.
Do comment and like this poem so I can know what you think about it! :-)
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Voice Of The Heart
PoetryThe place that I live, is inside my head. And the only place apart from that, is in a piece of paper. There's no in-between. | I think, you feel. I I write, you imagine. I I bleed, you heal.
