I remember you in my dream,
And I groan so loud.
You chew my bravery with grumble faint,
And keep my eyes from falling.
I was too trouble to speak,
About the mockery thoughts you divulge.
So hurt.... so frustrating,
That was the era of my past abhorrence.
I recall every song I sing,
And wonder about my heart’s desires.
I frenziedly ask.....
"How long it will be last?"
I thought of my perceptible dreams,
"Would it be completely reliable?
With sweetest word mentioned repeatedly?
Are they real with principle?"
To this I will sob,
The years of deceptions.
Yes, I recall all the fallacious ways,
And recalling the bogus vow.
I ponder about the expression of scene,
The inaudible word,
The toadying fantasy,
The imaginary dreams,
And the unfaltering vagueness love
But warped with resentment
And deceitfulness.
Am I the fruit?
.... Of the undying
passion dreams!