Sad Dreams Poem by Jeff Stella
Sad Dreams
Are you real or is this a dream?
No more to me does it seem
In the moonbeams in my dream
You talk to me as the moonbeams gleam
In this dream we walk by the stream
Hand in hand, a timeless scene
Our countenance serene
With the moonbeam's esteem
And then I wake, no longer a team
It was just a moon-brought dream
A sad message that has passed unseen
In a land once green, between moonbeams
And still I walk under the moonbeams sheen
With a whisper of your name, my queen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/23/2024 6:08:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
moonbeams and dreams bring forth wishes of sweet dreams and hopes from within. but as you wake up with a sunbeam, it brings forth wishes more precious than what the moonbeam brings. a smile brighter than sunshine awaits your loving glance; and moonbeams do not hold this once in a lifetime romance. ;) - may your next dream be a happy one! live fully, and let no fear hinder you from facing love's rejections because in each goodbye we realize that there's a brighter hello. ;) and in each failure, we find the beauty of learning. ;) nice write! ;)