The dissapearing thought

What happens with your imagination at the very end

A spark,

a dream,

a thought.

It flashes in your head.

You see this thought

and you wonder

how and why does

this thought exist.

You scramble for an

answer to calm yourself,

only to find that

there is no answer in sight.

You battle yourself

to the breaking point,

then your thought

starts to die.

Trying to salvage

what's left of this

thought, you retrace

your steps.

However, the end is here.

No way around it.

This thought of happiness,

just like you, is all

but dead.

Author's Note

Please tell me what you thought about this poem. I welcome and appreciate any feedback/critiques/reviews from every one of yall. Thanks for reading.

Reviews

[Hannah]

This is exactly what it's like. Dreams are so weird.

[Nicole Schuster]

Dreams are so interesting, so mysterious. You perfectly capture the thought process of one after a dream, someone wondering what happened, what it means, why is has occurred. Nice work.

[zunie frost]

very beautiful piece of work ..
i like it
great job

[Jacob Clifford]

I dare say this is a perfect picture of what this experience is like. I thought of dreams and of trying to cling to those fleeting nighttime memories.

[Georgina Cross]

This is a beautiful way to describe the build up to death and the inner battle that we have, my favourite stanza being
'trying to salvage
what's left of this
thought, you retrace
your steps'
Very well written!
Georgie.

[Jordan Smith]

Thank You Georgina! I really appreciate your critique, especially from someone who has been reading my work for a while on this site.

[Emily L]

You are very good at writing imagery , I can feel the emotion the character is feeling. Well done!

[Jordan Smith]

Thank you Emily! That's what I hope to do is have the reader be able to watch it unfold as they read it. I'm glad you like it!

[Patricia Stephmore]

The concept is very nice ...short and makes an impact

[Jordan Smith]

Thank You for the review :) I appreciate it