Every night when I see dreams
I look for sense what do they mean?
Sometimes they are like a reality,
But some of them I wish I never see.
They can be bright or black and white,
And I can fly so far and high,
Or I may kiss an unknown man
And fall for him with the strongest flame.
It seems to me when I want a change
I see dreams with planes and trains.
The church and Saints I usually see
When a desire for happiness in life I need.
The obsolate memories of a childhood
desorientate my mind.It`s like a sign
To keep my chin up and finally to find-
The answers on my fuzzy dreams,
To tug with doubts and easy to live with.
Weird Dreams
© Copyright: Анна Хонькина, 2013
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Not really weird! Because of your poem I remebered that yesterday drove a helicopter in my dream. It was absolutely great!
I do believe that every dream is a sign. Thank you for this poem.
Карина Буянова 05.08.2014 19:29 • Заявить о нарушении
I do believe that every dream is a sign. Thank you for this poem.
Карина Буянова 05.08.2014 19:29 • Заявить о нарушении
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