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Withering Dream
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I know I’m lost as I walk around…patiently and slow.
In this world, familiar but new,
I have no idea where I’ve been or where to go.
I’ve walked for miles without a clue.
I’m lying beneath a set of blackened trees,
staring up at the cloudless crimson sky.
Listen to the gentle rustle of the leaves,
hollow and haunting; a chilling sigh.
The moon shines dully above my resting place,
yet the darkness reflects no light.
Shadows whisper gently against my face,
as I stand and reach out into the night.
This is my world, and I am its Queen.
Perfectly peaceful within this withering dream.
In this world, familiar but new,
I have no idea where I’ve been or where to go.
I’ve walked for miles without a clue.
I’m lying beneath a set of blackened trees,
staring up at the cloudless crimson sky.
Listen to the gentle rustle of the leaves,
hollow and haunting; a chilling sigh.
The moon shines dully above my resting place,
yet the darkness reflects no light.
Shadows whisper gently against my face,
as I stand and reach out into the night.
This is my world, and I am its Queen.
Perfectly peaceful within this withering dream.
I dreamt this, and it was a beautiful place. I wish it existed in reality.
This is my entry for Theme #39, "Dream".
Poem (c) ME
Preview Pic (c) ~Kasai-Yokai who gave me her permission.
This is my entry for Theme #39, "Dream".
Poem (c) ME
Preview Pic (c) ~Kasai-Yokai who gave me her permission.
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