Shadow, Dreams and Death.....

Strange
Weird
This place baffles me
A devil is dragging my dreams
Screams deafen my weary ears
To no avail
I try to touch the shadow
The shadow that follows me
I run and run
Find myself in a strange cemetery
The dead coming out of tombs
And the living running in haste
Just as I reach an edge
A white hand comes through the mist
Grasps me tight
And lifts me to the sky
I can see from above the scene of misery
The chaos
Ruins
In a moment the scene vanishes
Darkness upon darkness
The white hand sets me free
I fall into the darkness
And fall
Till I hear the sound of water
Thus my trip begins again
Begins in water
Where my dreams are,
The shadow that follows me
The living and the dead.......




Poetry by munir mezyed
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Written on 2006-12-16 at 16:50

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Janine>K
This is a very deep, full of meaning poem... wow... a very interesting beginning and a very catchy end... great poem.
2006-12-22


Zoya Zaidi
Strange! how similar is this poem to my poem 'Dream of Doom' you were right when you said you have a similar poem...
This is awesome!
All your writes are awesome!
(((Hugs)))
Love, Zoya
2006-12-17