Dream

by eric   May 24, 2006


Vivid, disguise.
Sheltered from all who look,
Peaceful, stillness confused with death
is all they see.
Twisted, new fears emerge.
Desires just out of reach.
Forgotten soon
For so much emerges
Beauty created for none to see
Vaugly recalled upon at later times
insulting your pure voice.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Ashley Murphy

    You sounds like an explicete poem to me. i really enjoyed it thought.

  • 17 years ago

    by lunachan

    I loveth it! but i know you already knew that =)
    looking over it again...it's like....i dunno. it just makes alot of sense. and it's one of those poems that makes you think. and the more you read it, the more you get. least that's how it is for me.
    awesomeawesome job

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