all is undimensional

Seemingly living on waves of fantasy

where dreams become reality

only to be inherited by some foul king

lying under this foolish crown of mine..

My thoughts and dreams, they reappear

-but this time they are lesser than me.

I'm waking up again in field of illusion

still letting free this 'passage of time'

through the doors of my perception.

Reviews

[Tori Jones]

Very beautiful poem! I'm glad you shared it with us...

[isus]

why are you glad?

[forgotten_ghosts]

Could you please tell me what "this passage of time" means ? I don't fully understand it. Does it refer to the first verse ? The poem is really great, but it would be nice if you could explain this part for me so I can understand everything.
Best regards,
Thomas

[isus]

i had in mind this concept of time as it's passing and existing only within our terms and understandings, from perception maded of our shear conclusions descent from our experiences, maybe connected to our emotions also

[forgotten_ghosts]

Nice, that's deep stuff!

[Shannon]

I like the use of language in this piece, both flowery and formal at the same time. I tend to read these types of poems, filled with rich language, out loud and I stumble on the word perception.

[isus]

what does it mean?

[Shannon]

I could take a stab at it, but if you have read anything of mine, you will know how incredibly concrete I am...probably last person you should quiz like that!

[Nisreen]

A spiritual piece
questioning many things
under a crown

interesting

[isus]

spiritual as it can be :p
thanx on reading :))