Ever got lost in your dreams where they swallowed you whole?
Where reality was a state of confusion and fear?
Ever had the feeling that you were something you are not, only to find out you knew the truth all along?
That you were that thing you thought you were and other people spouted lies when they tried to prove you wrong!
Ever had the notion you knew the universes song?
That you were its singer, composer divine and that when you stopped singing your song and rhyme, the thing that stops… is time?
Ever felt like that at all?
So what do they teach us when we’re at school?
That we believe lies, because we are all fools!
We are not gods, no not at all!
Yet what is reality and what are our minds?
Why do we see different things all the time?
What makes you, you?
What makes me, me?
It is all down to our mentality!
But what do I think about the white snow?
What is white to me, do you know?
What is it to you? I have no clue…
Each thing is unique to you!
But for me its quite clear that things are all warped
In my own mind I have been absorbed
Reality or dreams I shall never know
Which is the one that is real or no?
Written 2:28am 31st March 2023
I wanted to delete this or put in the “never publish” folder; but I wanted to see if I would regret this poem, so I decided to share it.
It’s meant to be abstract, but it is also meant to reflect some very deep philosophical thoughts I get from time to time.
I hoped you enjoyed it.
Thanks for reading!
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