Reality or Dream?

Ever hear those voices without sources?

Waking unconsciousness

As I live my life

Wandering to and fro

In this murky, foggy world

Called reality

Or....wait?

Is this reality?

Is this tangible?

Or merely a well-developed

State of dreaming?

I hear a voice call to me

Barely audible

Yet there

This voice calls my name

Urgency seeping through

Echoing into the sky

Before vanishing

I look around for the source

Who called my name?

Was it you, kind sir?

Or you, miss?

Did you hear it?

Paranoia takes root

My eyes dart back and forth

Heartbeat quickening

I hear the voice again

Barely audible

But there

I scream

“Leave me alone!

You ghosts and phantoms,

Leave me be!”

Little do I know

That voice is you

Calling me from my dream

Begging me to return

To true reality.

Reviews

[Inci 2]

wow!!.. mysteriously scary at first ....it gave me a feeling of surprise one gets after a dream

[Devons]

An interesting and mysterious little dream on reality (or is it the other way round?).
I think perhaps there is reality and what we interpret from reality, and when we sleep we dream in a jumbled up mess of both. I think this poem poses that question in a sense, but without a conclusive answer.. But then there probably is no conclusive answer.

[Ama May Cooper]

Quite an errie feel about this one i found myself becoming slightly more aware of teh shadows in the corners of my vision, such delicate description of a haunting dream that seems so real. Its almost scary how our dreams seem to be more than just passing moments , how we seem to live in them. Well described and a wodnerful read

[BLACK PRINCE]

it's a good piece of poem. It seems quite haunting.

You seem to have a versatile writing style.
Which what true poets are __ Versatile.

cooool poem....

[Chris]

We seldom ever know just who's perception we are. Most spend a lifetime learning ...a lucky few spend their lifetime living.