Spur of the moment, made a poem on dreams today in class. Feel free to post any of your own!



Dream

Continuous stream of thoughts in motion
Surface, project
On closed-eyed screens
Swirling vat of hallucinations.

Finer trinkets, periphery, lost.
Detailed fragments connect like hanging
Strings willing to conjoin
With no beginning.

I am Ruler, Creator
God and Satan.
Only a broadened blindside prevent complete
Lucidity.

Threads of morals
Sway away from a distant structure unknotted, unconnected
Many hills past Taboo, evil, and selfishness.
The improbable fantasies dance wild with temptation.

To become aware is ecstasy,
Unparalleled power sparks between outstretched digits like an enraged Tesla coil
As the mind hums the drone of a
Generator of all that could ever be.

A thinning membrane permeable to sheer will
Separates the Lord and Master from knowing his own beautiful creations are that of his own design.
One question looms overhead like a perched raven in a half crescent moon.
Am I dreaming?