The Askance Chapter 5 Part 4a
To Stray Into A Dream
So much of things were left undone
So much of things if even to have remembered
Did I recall or if I am to be truly the one?
To bring peace to an ever-last to The Ancients forever
How much dreams have I had since the awakening?
How much more can a sane mind acquire as required?
Having sleep to never have a regular dream for the dreaming
Is there not time as my own if nothing more is to be desired?
My sense of lost is my only guidance to bear
My sense of being is only in dreams I can find
Yet of both with differences too vast to compare
Yet of both I’m to live myself in… yet far behind
Why can’t I see to be to be to see what I am anymore?
Where have I lost myself to myself to know where I stand?
Is there not once a time as my own I am to again recall?
Can there not be a trace left from ever a memory of when?
As a wanderer wandering in deprivation of sleep
My sense of well being in the world becomes distant
With days and nights revolving alive and dead in the streets
I begin to yearn for death with my life never to return
My only memory remains of life in the ancient’s dwelling
With nothing left to look forward to, ever so silently I wept
Is there ever an end for that one dream to be dreaming?
From a many nights ago, is it to be I have finally slept?
{I knew it was a dream… a dream I’ve been yearning for
And I knew, she was there awaiting for me from behind a closed door
The scent was ever so familiar amongst the carefree air
With its grass waving in rhythm, only comfort goes to bear
And I remembered earnestly, having once set-foot here
Of dreams worth the dreaming is this to be one without fear
Even the Sun has had its glistening ray of contentment to share
To be here, worries and troubles were lesser then nothing to compare
Just when I thought life is never again to be fair for me!
I guess an unwelcoming dream is still dreams to welcome mystery
And I gathered all I could, given this deliverance of time
To miraculously be here will once again be soon left behind
Measuring my each step towards the chamber’s door, I slowed
Returning my gaze to the skies, love was the feeling followed
Ei-rian whom once was my love, Alkaiya whom I now turn
Did I owe it to both, to have my very own jeopardy sown?
I cannot help but wonder what exactly have led me this far?
My living in this division is still worlds of mine in bizarre
With a breath more, I entry myself into the chamber beyond
The burning candles as before as always will guide me along
Copyright © Joel Lee | Year Posted 2017
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