He emerged behind the dewy bush
like a newborn baby
shouting and dancing
but he was so pale
shivering while dancing
throwing himself on
the wet grass
began to cry then asking
what’s the difference between
dreams and reality
please tell me
I’ve been looking for the answer
around the rooms in my body
but nothing found
this is the reality of a painful
while I want to be cured
just like a dream which is also abused me
soon after he sat
lifted both hands and began to pray
“Oh god, if that is what you want
then I must accept”. Amen “.
while take a deep breath he whispered
“Thanks God for released me from reality and guiding me to a wonderful dreams”.
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OMG! Touching.. poignant!
Beautiful words…
Thank you Tally.
very well written!
Thanks for visiting Peggy.
So sad, but beautifully written.
Thanks for sharing.
Thank you so much Andy.
All blessings to you.
That’s an interesting idea, dreams releasing us from reality. I like your poem’s images.
Another media to run from reality.
Thanks for stopping by b.y.
This is sad, that the only escape from reality is a dream. This poem is crafted very well.
Thank you for Sharing
Cheers ~ Jen
Thank you for the nice comment Jennirey.
Cheers to you too.
truly loved it.
you are talented, keep it up.
Thank you Jingle, your comments will always supporting me.
Very very Intense!
This is very much how it would be for all of us.. but as if now blinded by foolish things..
Hugs xox
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Congratulation with the new blog Chloe and thank you for stopping by.
Wow! Mind-boggling end! This is wonderfully written, like a dream itself
It is. Thank you so much for visited.
The end was so stunning !! I wasnt expecting that .. niice !
Thank you for visiting
Thanks for such a nice comment.
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come to poetry potluck today, share and have fun!
You Rock!
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Glad to see you inspired to write.
stunning.
Happy Sunday, come to potluck now within 10 minutes.
Thank you Jingle.
Hugs.
Thank you Carol.
Blessings to you too.
Dreams fascinate me. How do we get there? How do we get back. Yet we do get back and often do not remember. Great poem about a dream by someone living in pain. My heart goes out to those whose lives are marred by pain. Blessings to you, Meiro…