Dreamland Poem by Lisa Rhodes

Dreamland

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When I wake up my dreams
Are caged inside, waiting
For me to slip into
Them during the late af-
Ternoon hours before
The end of the workday.

The glowing radiance
Of my mind is like an
Endomorphin tighten-
Ing around my chest like
A beautiful corset.

I am the angel tour-
Ing the dreamland, remem
Bering Glimpses of a
Lost mysterious life.

Wednesday, October 7, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Varsha M 29 December 2020

So very well penned i expressed. Its really beautiful.

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Khairul Ahsan 28 December 2020

Touring a dreamland is a beautiful experience.

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Lisa Rhodes

Lisa Rhodes

Manhattan, New York City
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