Lost Dreams
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Not once does life come to me
The vivid lucidity of wondrous dream
No memory or wish played out
On the imaginative stage
The subconscious at play
Dressed in the colors of the rainbow
Nuanced fortune-telling
Revealed with every sense
Where superheroes are born
And nightmares hold our monsters
Technicolor trance
That breathes for the soul
A window to the psyche
That remains with dawn’s light
Oh, how I wish for dreams
Just to prove I am alright
But life does not come to me
The vivid lucidity of wondrous dream
My nights are blank
Time passed without note
A repetitive hollow moment
Where I hide from everything
Both the good and the bad
I am a man of no dreams
And that is the saddest truth
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
so sad, and hopefully over time the good dreams will come –
Thankfully, there is so much beauty to be found when I am awake, that I do not miss what I don’t dream. Thanks, Beth!
yes, and that is lucky
On one hand this makes me wish I could hug you, and give you some of my dreams. They are often so vivid and intense that I wake up a little disoriented because I didn’t wake up where I thought I would. Then again, you might wonder what is wrong with my psyche! 😂
On the other hand, I am glad you don’t have the nightmares. I have woken myself up screaming in terror. It is not pleasant, and those nightmares stay with me. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone. It could be your brain’s way of protecting you from reliving some of the real life horrors you have experienced.
Anyway, hugs! ❤🤗
You are likely not wrong about it being a protective mechanism in some way. And if that is the case, I should be more thankful. Accepting hugs, always! Thank, Kristian! ♥
You write anything and it’s beautiful.. I like the way you let go of words and make them flow in a wonderful rhythm..
Thank you, my friend! I appreciate all your support and kindness.
My pleasure, Brad.
This piece has such a nice flow and rhythm to it. I’ve found that as I age, I seem to recall fewer dreams. No nightmares may be a good thing, but I miss those spectacular moments of imagination.
Thank you, Pete! I, too, wonder what my “spectacular moments of imagination” would reveal.
An interesting perspective. Many things are inside us that we have no conscious memory of.
Thanks, Geoff! The human mind sometimes works in magical ways.