Whisper gentle dreamer
Of your midnight visions
Infused with the haunting
Of past's apparitions.
Divulge what plagues your night
As breaths grow shallower,
Those heavy eyelids close,
And your face gains pallor
With scarring memories
That refuse to be left
Behind or forgotten.
And the terror comes next.
Tossing your head in fright,
Incoherent mutters
Fill the chilled night air and
Seep between the shutters.
Unfortunately, there
Is no reprieve until
Your dreams have had their fun
And brilliant sunlight spills.
Shutter, gentle dreamer
At the grim prospect of
Another night of horrors
When with night, eyelids tug.
Author notes
Option 7
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This is lovely. I like it...
I like the way you write this, it makes me feel so... Heartwrenching.
Loved it
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Likey Likey!
I have to agree with PeachHumminBird23, what she quoted was my favourite verse. -
This is super cool, i really like it!
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Great! The rich vocabulary enhances this piece. I love the excellent use of figurative language
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" Unfortunately, there
Is no reprieve until
Your dreams have had their fun
And brilliant sunlight spills. "
Dreams feel like a whole other world... like heaven or God giving each of us a glimpse into other worlds of " maybe " and " could have been " or " long forgotten "... loved this piece ! awesome stuff
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