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It Felt Like A Dream
It Felt Like A Dream,
In the mist of the crowd, grey clouds dull the air,aroma of fumes suffocate all as I walk this distant Earth. It seemed like everything in the world was plain black and white, the bitter faces of others as I walked, such a dark and depressed world in which we now live in now. I finally looked up taking my head out of my shoulders, no light was existent in any heart that I’ve come across. I waswaiting, sobbing just to see some light in someone. I wanted to find out what true beauty and colour meant, to see someone have a whole new perspective on what I saw. The streets of Birchwood was where I stayed, the darkest and dullest place in Newstown, I wasn’t like the rest wherever my heart goes I follow, kind of like Romeo and Juliet but scratch that love part.
Months of endless searching through the streets of my “beloved” Birchwood neighborhood, I came across a path of light that seemed as if it were a dream, my eyes glimpsed at this majestic path, my face as bright as gold from a treasure chest. I looked for meaning and sprung to my faith to see what this intriguing thing meant. My heart pounded as if I were in a greyhound race, squishing and pushing through the crowds of Birchwood, it seemed that this path went on forever, but determined and without care I proceed to where my heart was to be. I followed this path for as long as I could remember until it, well, vanished. All of a sudden my determination had worn off, looking in desperate sight to recapture this light of mine, but it was no use. Looking back down at the plain old concrete path a sudden stranger accidently bumped into me. With a quiet voice of saying sorry, my drooped face raised as if I rose from the dead. But to my surprise I had witnessed a beautiful lady whom had hair as soft as silk, eyes as crystal blue like the ocean of Hawaii and the face of an angel. Maybe this is what the path was leading me to, could this person really be my light? For me to discover who I really am, to also discover my deepest fears that I may or may have not discovered yet.
Frozen in place I struggled to speak in a return of thanks, she turned to walk far, but with a risk of courage my arm escalated like a rocket to reach her arm. Attached, she turned with surprise her skin was softer than it looked, I said with an anxious voice if she’d like to catch up with a cup of coffee at Mecca Espresso, she looked delighted with a bright smile, she was shy but she confidently said yes.My mind had been going other places, finding a pen and paper from her purse she wrote her number, taking the slightly torn paper from her fingers I was in complete excitement to discover what this lady has in store. We both left with a happy goodbye until we met each other someday. Wednesday I called her and asked if we could have that coffee which I longed for, with a quick response of yes I was out the door quicker than the speed of light, so as I thought. I know it seems a bit farfetched to fall for someone in first sight, but it was, well, different. I wanted to experience what this light meant and what I really was supposed to be, arriving at Mecca my heart boomed ahead five blocks until my lovely lady had appeared. Dazzling and gorgeous as she was, we both sat down near the window seeing nothing but clouds and trees as we both stared at each other endlessly. Talking for hours on end, night had appeared, I walked her home both holding hands until a little snatch of a kiss came out of nowhere. I enhanced this moment at its very best, feeling cherished and alive, I now realise that not only have I found who I may be but found it In the service of this women whom I long to cherish with.
We regularly met up for weeks on end, our conversations grew, and we fancied each other. Deciding to date each other, we started to mend and grow till our mid 30’s, this experience is something to never forget. Dark lives turned to bright colours, sky grey as blue as the beach and grey paths were clear to me now, feeling invincible I had my own little world in my fingertips, I’ve discovered a true meaning behind darkness and dullness and what it really means to find yourself, I now know what to live for and how it should be done. As we grew up faster, my beloved lady diagnostic with debenture, hardly remembering my name and memories the only choice I had was to take her to a home. I was depressed and crawled into a ball of hopelessness, what can I do?
Visiting her 24/7 I would tell stories to her, I would sing her favorite songs. Still looking at her smile as I would share memories, she had faded months later, I felt the same way too, I know I’ll be living happy with my lady with no other troubles, discovering a whole bunch of different paths with our second lives. Meaningful as it was, my time was up, feeling the beats tighten roughly, my skin old as flakes of dust, oxygen getting thinner as I take my final breathes, my final words were. “Be different, don’t be like the rest.”
There is no greater power in
There is no greater power in this world than love, and you explain it well. The extended metaphor of love being like finding light in darkness is beautiful. When you find the one, you just know it. Cheers to you and your love. Enjoyed this read immensely.
"A poem is never finished, only abandoned" - Paul Valery