Scenes From a Dream

by Pilar   Mar 26, 2006


Under the writings of a tired hand
Under the sight of blinded eyes
Fate’s taking power of all what you had
Evolved by forgotten echoes of a crying child
Sharp-edged raindrops falling from the sky
Turning a soul into shattered pieces falling apart
Timeless seasons changing within your heart
Lonesome whispers through the wind
Wake up from a sleepless dream,
From reality playing to be alive,
tainting with sorrow your skin
waiting for daylight to arrive.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Sora

    Wow i loved this piece, short and sweet, but yet, it held so much meaning. very expressive and truly detailed. great things to look for in a poem. i loved this. job ewll done. 5/5.

    -Ashlei.

  • 18 years ago

    by Macy

    I really like this one. keep it up!

  • 18 years ago

    by Theo

    I have had a similar dream to this one...I love this poem honestly. It seems just the right length and it has fluidity. Thanks for commenting on my poem and i hope to here from you again. Add me to ur favorites and ill add you.Thanx.
    [Theo]

  • 18 years ago

    by coupon can

    I also went to the beach for the weekend and i got like 2 weird calls(i'll explain more later) and AIDS stayed with us for the last night!!! and i was like DA.MN! but she turned out to be ok....and it was soooo funny cuz we were playin cards adn shit and the hotel was fuc.kin awesome!! it had a hot tub!! haha anyways yeahh...

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