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Strangers In the Night

Who are these people we meet? In our sleep Strangers in the night That can delight Or cause fright Nightmares Ogres and foreigners Who we do not see by day And mysteriously fade away When the day breaks. Who are they? Why do we dream? Does anyone know This problem bothers me so Why can't we sleep in peace And cease to worry about earthly things? That fills our daily lives. Do we need to dream to survive? Dreams can tug your heartstrings, Make your soul sing. Cause you to cry or die. Another world unfurls Until we see daylight And see the disappearance of, The strangers in the night.

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Deb M

Date: 9/17/2023 12:53:00 PM

I like this Shirley…..food for thought… dreams are amazing its like travelling to another world but not when scary peiple or things are involved haha! Debx

Buhagiar Victor

Date: 9/16/2023 2:10:00 AM

It is said that the subconscious awakes our images from the deep and transforms them into dreams.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 9/12/2023 7:31:00 PM

Love the title and the way it works in the poem, Shirley. Never thought of these type of people that way, i.e., as 'Strangers in the Night.' Sometimes people I know very well, family and friends, conduct themselves as strangers. Much food for thought here. ~ Y. D. Ream

Harveen Kaur

Date: 9/12/2023 12:04:00 AM

Very enlightening and I do share your curiosity that why do we dream, like what’s their purpose.. this poem wonderfully adresses that question.

The Situation

Date: 9/11/2023 6:55:00 PM

Nice question to ask. But I know is a part of life.