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“Dream Land”
Consider this an analysis
Of the dreams that haunt my past:
Wind-woven sails supported still
By my brain-ship’s weathered mast.
Within each sail, a thousand threads
Spell out SUBCONSCIOUS MIND.
From life, and death, and demons,
To the ones I’ve left behind.
I remember very clearly
When my family all went mad.
Destroying one another
Along with everything I had.
Another dream once fractured time.
I was helpless and alone.
A flash from falling landed me
In a fountain made of stone.
In another state of mind
Awaits a city of the dead.
The streets are filled with zombies
That keep appearing in my head.
The list goes on and on
Of all the horrors I’ve been through
In that happy place called “dream land”
From a surrealist’s point of view.
- Cheech Of Tears
- by Cheech Of Tears |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/22/2009 |
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- Title: "Dream Land"
- Artist: Cheech Of Tears
- Description: A surrealism poem I wrote for my senior year poetry class. I used my actual dreams as my main influence.
- Date: 07/22/2009
- Tags: dream land
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