Dream Poem by Chloe Lubinska

Dream



Dreams, a hollow story,

Come haunt me late at night,

When I wake at morning,

I've not reached that paradise,

Nights feel like a mourning,

Can't feel the wind that blows,

Gently guided through the noise,

They whisper songs like soft shadows.

Tuesday, December 17, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death,dreams,life,nightmares
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