Victor Buhagiar Poet Free verse

A Nasty Dream

Occasionally I dream.
Black ominous spots in my closed eyes.
Dreams I never remember,
Dreams I don't want to remember.

For when I do I cringe with fear
Sit in a corner of my darkened room,
Trying unsuccessfully to forget.	

Fitful recurring dreams,
That leaves the palate dry,
Devoid of savored zest,
Flat as unleavened bread.
Dark shadows in a dark room,
Swirling, gasping, mutely roaring,
Ugly, brusque, dyspeptic, and morose.

It gyrates meaninglessly in the void,
A menacing, unpleasant stench
That eventually dissolves into nothingness.
Dreams orchestrated to confuse,
Meant to gradually unhinge the mind.
So occasionally I dream.
The rest I am awake to face
The terrors of the night.


Note:  I wrote this poem in 2003. never posted as far as I  know.  Sometimes I enjoy dark poems but they are FICTIONAL.

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Darrell Rose May 6, 2021 at 5:29 AM Here it is ! Great read and so well written. Yes it is rewarding to write on subjects on which we must amplify our real life experiences in order to explore the artful side of writing

Linda Alice Fowler October 7, 2020 at 9:20 AM Darkness yields a more stunning view of lightness :) Perfect write, Linda

Angela Crabtree October 6, 2020 at 12:39 PM Back to read this again, Victor. Such a wonderful write! :) Victor Buhagiar October 6, 2020 at 10:04 PM Thank you Angela. ~~

Jan Allison October 6, 2020 at 8:02 AM such a dark write Victor so glad its fictional:-) hugs Jan xx

Jennifer Proxenos October 5, 2020 at 12:04 PM I would hat for this to be true, so glad its fiction, Sounds very depressing and you are full of love and life! Blessings and hugs my friend. Jennifer.

Kim Rodrigues October 4, 2020 at 4:31 AM I can see the shadows circling in your poem!

Andrea Dietrich October 3, 2020 at 5:52 PM This is SO descriptive . I am glad to hear it's fictional!

Connie Marcum Wong October 3, 2020 at 5:16 PM I am happy to read this is fictional Victor. I sometimes have night terrors and I just try to forget nightmares ASAP. I don’t write dark poetry usually either. This is well written and relatable!. Blessings xxoo

Silent One October 3, 2020 at 1:30 PM A dark poem with vividly dark imagery...

Poet Destroyer A October 2, 2020 at 10:22 PM Victor, this is deep and somewhat dark. I know how it is to not want to remember what some dreams are made of. Thank you for sharing this and bringing it to surface. Even though this might be fictional, I can honestly say, I can relate. I love how you used vivid imagination. Enjoyed. Linda

Evelyn Judy Buehler October 2, 2020 at 9:41 PM Nightmare is aptly named-a phantom who rides by night. Sometimes you wake up thrilled that it was only a dream. A well crafted poem, Victor. :)

Carolyn Devonshire October 2, 2020 at 11:19 AM Oh, I'm glad this is fiction, Victor. From first-hand experience, I know how terrifying nightmares can be. Well written! Hugs, Carolyn Victor Buhagiar October 2, 2020 at 11:22 AM 99% of my poems are fiction. Hugs ~~

Angela Crabtree October 2, 2020 at 11:03 AM I'm glad that you don't have nightmares like you said in the poem. :) You have an amazing imagination. Excellent write. Peace, Angie Victor Buhagiar October 2, 2020 at 11:23 AM I am glad you liked it. I have many dark writes but all fiction. ~~

Mystic Rose Rose October 2, 2020 at 8:19 AM Glad they are fictional dear friend, I hope your keeping well, safe journey, xo

Vijay Pandit October 2, 2020 at 5:21 AM Your poem evokes all the emotions many feel about a nightmare. Wonderfully done, Victor, to give a voice and shape to a bad dream.

Maris Warrior Tuazon October 2, 2020 at 3:31 AM Nicely penned again Victor. Bravo!

Anne-Lise Andresen October 2, 2020 at 3:20 AM - The dreams make their own journey ... and we are passengers, Victor - Great written, my friend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Tom Cunningham October 2, 2020 at 3:19 AM We all get those dreams where you wake up feeling spooked for the rest of the day. Well written Victor. Tom

Harry Horsman October 1, 2020 at 11:20 PM Shades of E A Poe, Victor, excellent poetry as usual from your wondrous pen.

Eve Roper October 1, 2020 at 9:47 PM I think we all have those kind of dreams, dreams that make the heart race. Great fictional write.