Dreamscape

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Blood running free
No more to see
All the tears are seas
Burning, dead trees
Thoughts are acting out
Annialation is wrought out
No more to realize
Futile escape tries
Memories become live
To escape we strive
No more of a dream
An immobile stream
Or a passing of life
No more of a life
Not a single glance
As a rythmic dance
No more say a ryhme
Or keep a tempered time
Nothing left to say
A memorial day
And I cast a shadowed glance
No more of a disturnbing trance
And as the wind blows
Away hope goes

[aj]

I liked the rhythm, Reality. It's almost like lyrics to a song!

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gracias

[ugaalltheway]

Real good poem.
It has awesome rythym.
Keep up the good work.