Dream

Dream

A Poem by InfiniteInk
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Just a random poem that I thought was kind of creative. Not my best just food for thought.

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If Death is an Infinite Slumber,
Do we visit the other realm when we dream?

When nightmares play in our minds,
Is that our visit to the unknown?

Should we study sleep, 
to understand immortality?

Those with insomnia,
Could the be blessed with extended life?

Do the elderly dose off more,
Because they're closer to their passing?

Are dreams an entry to mysterious heavenly bliss?
And Nightmares a passage ti guilty hellish torment?

But babies sleep constantly,
They just entered life.
Or is it because they just escaped death?

Are dreams our portal to life unknown?
Or are dreams just a random assortment of images visible as we sleep.

© 2012 InfiniteInk


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This is a curious poem - made me feel like I was taking a trip through Wonderland, almost, and I love how you phrased those questions, especially the question about babies - that was hands down the best stanza in the poem, the clearest instance of the complex relationship you build between temporary, rejuvenating sleep and the deepest sleep of all, death.

I love how you set up the structure of this poem - simple, clean, and yet it emphasizes the subject through its brevity. I'm impressed by what you did here - it's a wonderful piece of work, and I thoroughly enjoyed reading it.

Just one minor thing in the fourth stanza, a typo that doesn't really detract from the overall quality of the poem, so it's not too worrying.

Again, wonderful poem! I'll be reading more of your work, so do keep writing! :)

-Mina

Posted 12 Years Ago


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This is a curious poem - made me feel like I was taking a trip through Wonderland, almost, and I love how you phrased those questions, especially the question about babies - that was hands down the best stanza in the poem, the clearest instance of the complex relationship you build between temporary, rejuvenating sleep and the deepest sleep of all, death.

I love how you set up the structure of this poem - simple, clean, and yet it emphasizes the subject through its brevity. I'm impressed by what you did here - it's a wonderful piece of work, and I thoroughly enjoyed reading it.

Just one minor thing in the fourth stanza, a typo that doesn't really detract from the overall quality of the poem, so it's not too worrying.

Again, wonderful poem! I'll be reading more of your work, so do keep writing! :)

-Mina

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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In the complex realm of ink and paper, my pen reigns as a deity of control, emotion is created through its intuition and its instinct is to be profound and expressive, my pen shall bleed in this realm.. more..

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