Dreams

At night my thought's are abundant 

So much so my sleep is reluctant. 

I lie, enthused 

My brain overused 

Then my eyes shut, my sleep is triumphant. 

Reality now ceases to exist 

My mind controls me and I can't resist. 

Though why would I want to stop free entertainment? 

These fantasies excite me beyond containment. 

Please dreams, captivate me, I insist! 

Though you can be frighteningly strange 

Sometimes you even make me feel deranged, 

You never, ever are boring. 

Though I might not remember you in the morning 

Please dreams, keep me entertained! 

Author's Note

I don't know if the flow really works at the end so if you have any critiques, I invite them!

Reviews

[Aurora Dawn]

Very good poem!:3
I guess you could say this is how I feel when I am about to go to sleep. Back on the real topic, I enjoyed this poem a lot.

[Kiari Sabon]

i liked it and understand the veiw of such odd dreams

[Craba]

this is a very good write, enjoyed

[Kelsey]

I'll have you know that I read the first line of this and paused a Brantley Gilbert song in order to read the rest- that says something, because anything intriguing enough to pause that man's beautiful voice is certainly lovely. (: I loved this so much. I thought the ending stanza was different, but the flow was nice. It was one that I reread a few times to make sense of, but in a good way. All in all, I really enjoyed this, and I look forward to reading more of your work. x

[Trillian]

Thank you so much! I'll be happy to write more ;D