Holding my heart
watching time unfold,
taking each unexpected twist
as another secret yet to be told.
Unable to read
the faces in my dreams
knowing their similarities
are so much more than they seem.
What de ja vu
is in store for me?
Are these hints of future joy
or simply the lost "could be?"
Images swirling,
endless potential in every direction
continually shifting
showing no set destinations.
Wide open
with no concrete path to take
as these nocturnal wanderings torture my heart
and keep my mind and soul awake.














Comments
As far as dreams go, I think that each facet of a dream usually has a connection with a thought that delved deep into our brain but didn't "complete". It is a way to perhaps review our thoughts and experiences from a different perspective... they're usually symbolic.
Kind of like a horoscope, in a way... if you try hard enough, you can make something to work with anything, but what does it really tell you?
I like the poem, however. Thanks!
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I'm the "Who" when you call, "Who's there?"
I'm the wind blowing through your hair...
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