Symphonic Poem by oio ZIGA

Symphonic



Deep sleep, in my sleep
Mysterious dream in a dream
A strange creature at my window
Chirping symphonic mystic melodies.

Lazy eyes short tight
In the Eerie dark night
My soul floats
As the strange raven calls.

A call, which lingers
A creature, which dissolves
Thin air - the eyes can't see
Endless ancient- like chants
The air is heavy, and heavier.

A strong eerie presence
Yet unseen mystery
A wanton deceit
To confound witness?

Symphonies floats in space
My foggy mind filled
A conning
Shadow, is it?
Like sleep walking.

Melodies summoning
My soul swaying like banner in the wind
Bidding me to wake and wake!
The shadow has formed
Flesh of my flesh
Bone of my bone
Shadow is my self.

When all notes has seize,
Shall I awake!
The creature will vanish like my dreams!
Sunshine fades at dawn
Gone with the Heavy clouds,
Wheezing smokes
And whirling dusts.

The symphony
Is the dream
If I wake
The songs shall fade.

Sunday, May 3, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: mystery
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