Wasted Dreams

Dreams, filtered thoughts of
imagination’s doing

Collecting in the corners of
my “dead to the world” mind

While darkness clings to
every shape and form

Taking from me the light
that is as dim as my sight

Dreams, merely a waste of
these hours I face

With eyes closed, words silenced,
rhythmic breathing

 

For what begins as a dream

always ends up a nightmare

 

When I wake the next day

and find you are still gone

Reviews

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

I love this one by you.
So touching and it has a great flow as I read it.
Your second stanza is very original and nice.
The title is fitting.

[willweb]

I am humbled by your nice comments Josie. Thank you so very much for making me feel so welcomed here.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

You are welcome!

[Pryde Foltz]

Taking from me the light
that is as dim as my sight

Dreams, merely a waste of
these hours I face

Hope is as shallow as fear says the Dao. A very poignant write. Will.

[willweb]

Thank you again Pryde for your wonderful comments.

[emmajoy]

A sadness of words, softly weeping the absence of a beautiful being. This is so moving yet simply put one understands and shares the shadow. 'Dreams, filtered thoughts of imagination’s doing'

Yes, yes, tis always the way.. we believe in perfection yet know it can't really exist. Can it?

Such skilfully emotional words.

[willweb]

Thank you so very much Emmajoy. Your review is poetry to me.

[Lydia Shutter]

Such brutal sadness and heartbreak in this one, Will. If only dreams would carry through into daylight....if only we could make our dreams come true. Well written. Lydi**

[willweb]

Thank you so much Lydi for your wonderful comments. It is always a dream come true when you stop by.

[TL Boehm]

Collecting in the corners of
my “dead to the world” mind

I am so familiar with this state of mind. And all it entails. Well done my new friend.

[willweb]

Thank you so very much TL and it is nice to meet you.

[Kayleigh]

Ahhh sweet Will, I can relate to this one. The emptiness of a relationship causes a lot of shattered dreams and shatters your world. Then your life -- to you -- turns into a nightmare that you feel will never end.
Outstanding Will!

[willweb]

Thank you so very much Kayleigh for these nice words today. Always I smile when you visit.

[Cory Barrett]

The piece poses the thought that some dreams only become nightmares when we awake.

[willweb]

Sometimes it seems that way. Thanks again Cory.

[Lyn Anderson]

So sad. Can be the break up of a relationship or a death, either way the empty is still there.

[willweb]

Thank you so very much KLGoode for your nice comments today.

[Einstein Noodle]

:(
does the nightmare ever end ... :( that empty place next one in a double bed is so stark and heart wrenching ... wishing better dreams for all .. dreams of flying :)
E.

[willweb]

Thank you so much E. Flying, I'm afraid of heights but I'll give it a try.