Somnus

Somnus

A Poem by Moving Mass
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...Sleeping sand is always warm, especially after an uncontrolled nuclear reaction...

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The mind won't keep 
away the things that feed
the mental seed.

For, if it did,
my sleep has kept
these secrets soundly;
I'm just a kid,
but yet, I've never slept profoundly.

The light of day might keep the pleasing thoughts away, 
but the dark of night will bring about a different light!

The things I know, the things I hide
will never go; they still reside
within my mind, within my heart. 
This knowledge vast will tear apart
my skin.

These cracks are growing day by day, 
but life is showing (as it may)
the things I've learned to love and hate:

The world of sleepers, I create.

© 2013 Moving Mass


Author's Note

Moving Mass
I appreciate constructive criticism. But, if you could, let me know what grabs your attention or what you believe this poem is "saying."

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The subconcious is the best inlet for inspiration; what we see as reality is the filtered version, distorted though our own duality. There's a sense within our sleep that we are not seperate, to the suffering of the world, to at least part of it's splendour. The 'different light' and the tearing of skin is quite a violent contrast. Mind-opening, and great rhythm.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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What I think is...that the day contains your dreams? thoughts?...until night falls then the barrier the day has set up to contain those dreams and thoughts has dissappeared leaving whats been pent up to be set free and loose upon the subconsuious...but that's just my opinion.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Moving Mass

6 Years Ago

Your insight gives me the impression that you are a very intelligent person, so thanks for you opini.. read more
Living down wind, thinking down I would rather look up....carve a red streaked sky to add agave too.

Posted 6 Years Ago


lee von cleef

6 Years Ago

Un riddle Don't live down wind of a reactor. I gues I thought the mood of this made me look down, I.. read more
The subconcious is the best inlet for inspiration; what we see as reality is the filtered version, distorted though our own duality. There's a sense within our sleep that we are not seperate, to the suffering of the world, to at least part of it's splendour. The 'different light' and the tearing of skin is quite a violent contrast. Mind-opening, and great rhythm.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on April 16, 2013
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Moving Mass
Moving Mass

Ceres, CA



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My name is Michael. My birth date is March 3 1996. I recently put up a picture of my face, and now I'll probably look like a felon haha. I like to write about dark topics sometimes, and I love crime s.. more..

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