Only in my dreams

Only in my dreams

A Poem by A.G Franke

He wakes up with an indictable happiness in his head.

But then he realizes it was only a dream. For he’s alone in his bed.

Tears flood his pillow, as he remembers that last words she said.

For it tears at his heart and makes it bleed bright red.

He and her were together last night but only while he was asleep and dreaming.

She was his everything, the target of his spotlight beaming.

He misses her elegance, her bliss.

But every morning hurts more and more.

Every night he sees her at in his house but, wakes up before he can open his door..

He want’s to talk to here but heaven doesn’t have phone.

So he cries in his bedroom all alone.

He doesn’t talk to anyone, a heart turning to stone.

He loves to go asleep, but dreads to awake.

For this is when his happiness reality takes.

His mind it shakes.

He starts to get angry at life, not longer so confident, not nearly as bold...

as the horrid diseases starts to take his mind and spread its terrible mold

As he remembers her heart of gold, her kindness and beauty untold..

He doesn’t know what to do or what to say.

These dreams go on and on, day after day.

Days turn into weeks.

After each one he’s more sad and more weak..

He loved her for fifty long years, and she’s still in his heart.

Till he fulfilled his vow, till death do we part.

He can’t take it anymore, he’s going insane.

Can’t take awakening in morning ,

can’t take the pain.

He’s happy in his dreams, but he wakes up in vain.

He’s losing it. No longer can self-substain.

So day after day when he goes to bed,

To relive the day his wife he did wed.

In his dreams world as it twirls,

He can't help but thinking: She is the best of all girls.

As his dreams continue though the turns of the season.

His eyes water for the same, heartbroken reason.

Dreams day after day now it’s been a whole year.

It now impossible for him to cry another tear.

He thinks of how beautiful she was, the angels to be like her must lust.

But his time is going too soon, in God he trusts.

For soon it will be time for him to enter his eternal sleep.

It’s sounds costly, but for him it is not a price that is not steep.

For he will see her then but not in his dreams.

It will be in reality all as it seems.

But for tonight he is still alive and soon his wife he will see.

But only tonight in his dreams can he be.

 

© 2011 A.G Franke


Author's Note

A.G Franke
Shout out to my friend Ali who helps me edit, review and spell and grammer cheak, as well as improve a few word choice here and there. Hope you all enjoy! =)

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A sad and beautiful poem. Sometime your poem is real life. Can't have what you want and need. Find a place in dreams where all things fall right and good. The complete poem is excellent. The description was strong.
Coyote

Posted 13 Years Ago


another great poem my friend,nicely done!

Posted 13 Years Ago



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