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Dreaming thru the twilight

14 Apr

Closed eyes,teardrops

The breath slowing down

Heavy sighs,the heart stops

In recall,  I drown.

Listening, I hear

A voice from afar

Sinking,I see glimpses

Of a beckoning star

Dying, I  feel

Life’s warm breath

Slowly,I open my eyes.

Dreaming, I was

I then realise

Wistfully,I return

To death.

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1 Comment

Posted by on April 14, 2011 in Dreams, Love, Poetry

 

One response to “Dreaming thru the twilight

  1. Sharp Little Pencil

    October 31, 2011 at 8:26

    The line between the conscious, the unconscious dream state, and the final travel to the collective consciousness is gossamer thin, I believe. Confusion in the dream state happens all the time, but the end was actually a bit thrilling! Knowing that peace is at the end. Thanks, Nadira! Amy

     

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