Poemetry: Dream No Dreams

The wakened dream no dreams,

the sleeping scream no screams.

Open eyes mire the mind

in muted light and gleams.

Night by night is glowing

lit by dragon’s fire;

in the flames, shades flowing,

volcanic roars slowing,

a six-pointed star shines.

On pillows, two and trine,

turns all the universe

on lotus strings and lines.

Armageddon crashes in,

burning the pages within

with their words, gone and lost;

the dreamers awaken

to find the world cinder.

Thoughts and day the tinder

to the conflagration

of the fount it hinders.


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