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My Dream

Often I dreamt of
destroying her city
of islands and lakes.
I felt that she’d see
the heap of her city and regret
what she did to me.
I don’t know why,
But dream, I did.

by Maria Rose

Comments (4)

'heap of her city' struck me hard..
you are looking sad? Be courigious, your text is good for thinking.
simply lovely one when wrought through imagery, of course of unique genmere, well penned,10/10, thanks for sharing
Beautiful poem! Thanks for sharing.