Forever moments enclosed in finite time Interrupted by endless beginnings What is life, anyway, but a series of dreams? . Constantly seeking peaceful sleep’s dark embrace Allowing hard pain to fade into memory Echoes of reality calling Quietly across chill night streams. . Permanence is an illusion created to cage nightmares Seemingly solid foundations daring God’s roll of the dice Just towering mists to be tattered by day-to-day chaos Ever eroding in swirled winds mere existence brings. . Searching, restless mind wanders along flowing trace Following no discernable pattern or path Not knowing if next quick turn will find Soft comfort or cause muffled screams. . It’s not a matter of careless or graceful climb Whether falls happen, are broken, or never made It’s only life, after all, just dreams within dreams..
this is somehow reminiscent of Poe (perhaps it's the dreams theme). It, further, has the flavor of Poe's poetic emotion. I like this very much. Absolutely outstanding writing, AND philosophy.
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l