Monday 16 March 2015

Dreamt dreams

I dream of dreams forgotten and
left to dust on life's pedastal.

I dream of dreamy dreams dreamt while
sleepwalking through the alleys of life.

I dream of nothingness, coated
with a little of everything

I dream of plain canvasses, sprinkled
with the blood of dreams that died :

while I dreamt of dreams I hadn't dreamt.
Never knowing that those that died were truly mine.

Me and You

In the silence of my thoughts
I reach a dark palace, and
in its darkest corner I see you.
~
In the clamor of disjoint voices
I reach a white sand sea, and
in its prettiest shell I see you.
~
But you are just me, Aren't you ?

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