Matthew Anish Poet Ballad

As the Dream Unfolds

Nightfall
     One seeks refuge 
in sleep 
  Dreams arrive 
A fantasy world which 
is based on real life events
What passions, what vivid images fill the 
   sleeper's mind!
The heart has it's own solutions 
which it seeks to answer 
in dreams 
   Hours before daybreak
   you are in another world 
   Can our visions help us? 
   Hopefully, like Joseph of old did
   our dreams will be correctly interpeted 
   A new dawn is on it's way!

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Voahanitriniaina Rabary-Andriamanday March 27, 2013 at 2:00 PM A truth so beautifully said, dear poet friend! "The heart has its own solutions..." I do agree with this remark. Your write is a peaceful flow of wise thoughts always! It's a pleasure to read! (^_^) Blessings, Hanitra

Vicky Tsiluma December 7, 2012 at 12:52 AM Lovely write Michael! In dreams we can dare reach for the realization of our fantasies knowing that our desires are safe. Well penned!

Poet Destroyer A November 21, 2012 at 9:37 PM Matt,, Stopping by to greet you and every other soup poet, with a special thank you comment, during this wonderful Thanksgiving season. Hope you do not mind the time I am taking to express my sincere appreciation for any support you have offered during the years, or time you have been here on the soup. I am deeply thankful and extend to you my best wishes for a happy and healthy Poetic Magical Thanksgiving Day. *Always & Forever, the Poet Destroyer; -*

Sandra Adams November 21, 2012 at 5:16 PM sometimes the dreams seem real, and i often wonder where do some of these come from...i enjoyed reading this piece, nicely written poem!

Dan Kearley November 21, 2012 at 2:59 PM Very nice write here...I keep trying to interpet my dreams,but then I dream something that I haven't thought of in years? And am left in a question of why? Ha,ha..I'll keep trying,and you keep writing these excelent writes.Thanks for stopping by. :o)

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl November 21, 2012 at 10:22 AM I defy anyone to interpret mine, well done Mathew xx

Sara Kendrick November 20, 2012 at 2:57 PM I am glad that you wrote this one..Enjoyed reading this afternoon..I have been having some nightmares for a few nights now..I know that they mean something to me but not sure right now..Thanks for stopping by my work..Your time there is greatly appreciated..Sara

Jack Horne November 20, 2012 at 1:53 PM beautiful write, my friend - I love the references to Joseph of old

Holly Moore November 19, 2012 at 9:47 PM That is very beautiful...I've never written a ballad. I write alot of Cinquains. Thanks for commenting on "Broken." I've been through alot...xxoo Holly Moore

Ilene Bauer November 19, 2012 at 3:38 PM sometimes our dreams are impossible to interpret, but i like what you've said in this poem and the way you've expressed it.