End of Dream

END   OF   DREAM.



Perhaps I have lost the end of dream
For indulging in too much wakefulness
Or I have replicated the regale reality
In charades of some perpetual imagined.

Will I ever stay in sleep of easeful death
Or wake up to the call of an anguished strife
Where life makes some sense in  living
Despite the instructions of digressed nights.

To give a purpose to veiled intensity
Or a shift away from the drunken stupor
In discovering knowledge of the lonely sea
Into endless marches of the spacious fervour.

Strapping the worlds beyond mittened sway
Stealing saltants from builders of milky way.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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May 3, 2013 at 7:43 PM
Durlabh, i like the way you end the poem with will.... I know you will find purpose, and know nothing was lost... always~ Linda
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May 4, 2013 at 7:47 AM
I was stating more than self-centred purpose. I deal with metaphysical dimensions. Love.
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