Master of Dreams

by Daisy if you do   Sep 26, 2007


Thoughts collide in memory
Where dreams become reality
Ticking slow the pendulum
Eternal is it's beating rhythm

Re-runs of how it used to be
Forced to watch incessantly
Perpetual shows, voices victim,
Injects my mind with it's venom

Creep forth from recesses deep
No hour have I to find relief
Graffiti littered inner sanctum
Marked for me with it's emblem

Day or night, find no peace
Taunting with no signs to cease
Amnesia, what a thing to welcome
To rid myself this hosting phantom

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  • 17 years ago

    by Cooper

    From start to finish, I was in a completely different world; a deliciously dark world, of course.
    The final stanza simply left me amazed. Lovely, lovely sad poem; it truly belongs here.
    Keep up the bloody fantastic work...or I'll have less good poetry to read.

  • 17 years ago

    by Edward D Zurovec

    Ah those memories, some we hold dear, some bring nightmares, but they are who we are. Nice arrangement and I liked your use of assonance and consonance. Nicely written.
    Peace and Blessings

  • 17 years ago

    by geeeeee

    Wow, I must say that I loved the vocab and descriptive language in this poem. It flowed really well and was just absolutely brilliant. I liked the title too, it drew me into read the poem.

    A great write:)

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