Divergent Misplaced Melodies (Poems)

8.** A Dream

(##written on 12/05)

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Mathew: "You know, my mum tells me that since I talk to a lot of girls, God is gonna make me fall for one who talks to a lot of guys."

Riley: "She said this!! Oh my days." She whisper-screamed in surprise, and laughed wholeheartedly as she was sitting Indian style near his sleeping position. Then she went ruining his hair whilst she still had the privilege in the semi-big forest.

Mathew: "But, urgh you look so lovely today. I mean you do look beautiful normally. But today you just look way lovely." He confessed, while covering his face with his hands then started shaking it.

Riley: "Awww, you don't look so bad yourself. And you're so cute you know? We're so cute." She turned around smiling and began playing with sand and sticks then changed into a sleeping position so that mister Mathew was facing her cheek in a perpendicular way, watching her messy-playing.

Mathew: **Kisses her cheek for the very first time.**

Riley smiled as if it was no biggy then created a distance btween his face and hers and a smile was plastered on her lips the whole time.

Riley's head: Fudge. Fudge. Fuck. Fudge. That was so sweet and nice and pskdndjdiwushsuxjdixj. But chill okay.

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I had a dream.
That felt so real.

It was when I put in my mind
The idea of seeing other people.
The thing that the red
thumping thing confined.
Not to develop fresh feelings;
Setting up new beginnings.
It wasn't in my intention.
And, I so wasn't asking
for your attention.

You can say,
I was trying to "play"
around?
But that would sound
brutal,
So not acceptable.
Scratch Scratch.
Let's say I was trying
to distract myself.
Don't wanna go hard
on myself.

I had already planned
a meeting
With your friend,
For a working cause,
Neverminding the
perplexed thoughts.
I was trying to get
back on track.
Not back to black.

🍂🍃

And in that dream,
I dreamt that I was on a date.
With that same friend.
Now that was a thing
to comprehend.

We were holding
onto eachother's hands.
Crossing what came
our way, cars or vans.
Like we used to do-
you and I.
One of the things
that I can't do
in the waking world,
Since we became a thing.
Even when you
started drifting.
It's like all the hands
and the bodies of men,
became conflagrating,
inflaming.

I never lied when I said
I value loyalty.
My insides do as well,
Not gonna start to dwell.
It's been a dificulty,
accordingly.
Even when we're apart.
Wanting to depart.

I figured mister
Thumping-Red
was the cause.
Let's give him a low applause.
He's the real evildoer,
evilruler.
Should get him
off his throne.
My mind is the
true ruler.
Mister Red is just
the abuser.

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Back to the dream,
That felt so real.
The date resumes
in peace,
Until you decided
to show up,
such a collide.
Saluting your friend,
walking by my side.

You whispered:"Why are
you doing this?"
And I said: "You made that happen, you led this to happen."

Then you went walking away,
not minding the abstraction.
Hands in pocket, wearing black.
Hiding something, not ready yet to crack.

Your friend forced
our next destination
To twist into going to a KFC,
When I didn't even
want to eat.
Then we went to
watch the stars.
If only I went lucid,
Rocketing my to mars.
Abadoning what caused
true scars.
But that wasn't what
the cortex wished.
It had other things dished.
For I fell asleep watching
The murky sky from afar.
And my date was laying close by,
With a distance.
Such an assurance.

🌙🌹

That was when you
came standing near.
I held onto your hand
caressing it,
Wanting you to stay with me.
My date was oblivious
to my actions.
Thinking that the careless
was in a deep sleep.
("No I wasn't you creep.")

He started commanding
you to go away.
And whispered-shouting
that I don't want you to stay.
But I tightened my grip
on your hand.

🌪

I woke up to the sound
of my alarm
Firing off sound waves
all around.
Reluctantly, I pushed it
to the ground.
It was signaling my return
to the waking world
When I had the scheduled
meeting
With that same now
well-known "friend".

I turned to the window's side.
Observing the grey clouds
That started clouding my mind.
I covered my eyes.
Agonizing the start of a long ride.

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A/N:
This was kinda funny and sad in some sort of odd way. Now that dialogue up and the thing I wrote reminded me of Edgar Allan Poe's poem xD so here's a look. Oh, and I'm really open to any edits or mistakes you guys find in my poem.
And don't forget to vote!!

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A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM.

Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream:
Yet if hope
has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand--
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep
While I weep--while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

1849. 78
-EDGAR ALLAN POE

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A/N:
I wrote this a while ago too, in december 25 I guess. I was like "I should freaking use my inspiration while I still have it and write something good or else im gonna regret it later on." And I was contemplating whether or not to post it. But it's really nice if you look at it. Like it's not just a poem but a story and a dream within.

That's all for today fellow wattpaders.
Have a Good Day
Or a GoodNight
Wherever you are.
Love, Hassana xx