Dreams, Joy And Nights Poem by Monarchist Oleg
Dreams, Joy And Nights
When you wake and the soul longs for joy,
When you walk and your feet skip for joy,
When you shake and your heart seeks joy,
Then I shall say to you,
Son,
Wake no more a soul longing joy,
For in the wake, lie snakes, dripping venom,
Potent toxins they call reality.
Whose antidote resides in dreams,
Joyous dreams of a good night spent.
Therein,
Wake no soul son,
Lest you cost a soul joy.
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