Imagination's End

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Imagination's End

Our dismal dreams 
Dissolve 
From our flat and fragmented Imaginations. 

Stained dry 
Drops of dew suggest a soon
Surrender. 

Stiff and lonely. 
Windows coldly wilt, 
Ignoring the awkward air. 

And every nocturnal ounce- 
Even the shadows, 
Grow shallow. 
Draining night's desires. 

Swallowing each star
And choking on the moon, 
Daybreak beckons open eyes.

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Musicmynded1 commented on Imagination's End

04-20-2012

maybe....................... daybreak beckons and our eyes open.

kpeery09 commented on Imagination's End

02-26-2010

*standing inovation* for a wonderful poem, even though you said you want to break this habbit, Im sure you will, but for the while that you still have it and trying to break it keep up the good work.

HarverTomsson commented on Imagination's End

12-04-2009

I always wondered what a morning person did with insomnia! Well done.

BadBadBear commented on Imagination's End

12-02-2009

A nicely titled, nicely written work. "Imagination's End" is the ****! Fine write!

Kaiprin commented on Imagination's End

12-02-2009

I absolutely love this poem. :jealous: I'm feeling a little bit of that actually. Again: great stuff. Keep them coming.

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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Imagination's End 5
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