Sunday, 16 March 2014

Mean Sleep

I lost a dream today,
Has anyone seen it in my dismay?
My dream, she mocks me now,
Reminding me of an unspoken vow
I loved my dream like myself, but of purer clay,
In my arms, my dream had promised to lay.
With my dream I had a lover’s quarrel,
But now my pillow is a long lost laurel.
My dream she smiles a sardonic smile,
As I walk another lonely mile.
Searching in the skies was futile,
My dream had sailed to an unknown isle.
But my sweet dream,
You are but a dream,

And everything else is but a mean sleep.

19 comments:

  1. The ending could not have been more perfect. Beautifully penned. Keep it up!

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  2. I enjoyed the progression of this poem and you wrote it SO well. As I read it, I thought about how many of us may search for a lost dream, perhaps with futility.


    I agree with Enigma about the ending. It IS 'perfect.'

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  3. Oh, the broken promise of lost love and an unfulfilled dream ~ a poignant poem, well done :)

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  4. A lovely way to portray that dream like that of a lost lover or maybe the other way around

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  5. Excellently conveyed - the empty arms (even in the world of sleep) is palpable.

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  6. One would have wanted a wonderful dream! But some dreams may be mocking with the classic sardonic smile. Great lines Suyash!

    Hank

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  7. "You are but a dream,"..says it all...so poignant...

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  8. I know that walking in search of a dream.....and your closing is powerful, "everything else is but a mean sleep." Yet we must go on dreaming......

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  9. "mean sleep" really well crafted image!

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  10. sometimes we give in to daily life and later can't seem to remember the dreams we had.. and where they had gone.

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  11. an unspoken vow,
    wow.
    lovely dream wishes reflected.

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  12. Love the 'mean sleep'....now I have a name to those lost dreams and sleep deprived nights....nicely penned!

    Donna@LivingFromHappiness

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  13. I don't mind waking up alone as long as a I have a sweet dream to sleep with.

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  14. I like the phrase 'mean sleep' too. As for dreams, none of mine love me any more; at least not enough to stay past waking. :)

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  15. dreams can become real too. soon.

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  16. I love that when dreams are lost sleep becomes mean...this really resonated..dreams make our world far richer

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  17. Great use of words with extra meanings. Love the visual i got reading it .

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  18. fleeting, if you could only grasp it;

    thanks for linking in at my Sunday Lime,
    you can also find me here http://myblog-verses.blogspot.com/2015/02/27.html

    much love...

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