Liam Mcdaid Poet Free verse

Dreamy

in the cemetery
one of love 
dying many times
etched deep
circle of life
each time
shines golden

silent voices
without words
as the plot thickens
whispering inside
treasured feelings
emotions rise
sparkling lights
in a distance

close your eyes
i am dreaming
is any of it real
do dreams ever
come true
the door creeks
chambers begin opening
slowly handing
the keys over
awakening 
to you
a dream

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Charmaine Chircop October 1, 2013 at 3:48 PM Dreams don't come true.. maybe that s why they re called dreams cause they are illusions yet illusions is what creates the artist..the poet...the music and this beautiful poem . Some dreams do come true and are lcalled happy realities.Make a wish ! : )