I saw you.
And heard you
Call my name
In my dream.
And knew it
Was a nightmare.Your sweet voice
Hurted my ears.
I covered it
With my hands.
And I shrieked
To lessen your
Voice's great impact.After calling me,
The next thing
You did is,
Well,nothing,really.
You just stood
There and looked
At me intently.And so,I,
Myself,I wondered.
Why did you
Do such thing?
Were you feeling
Bad for what
You have done?
Or are you
Feeling bad for
Someone like me?
For someone who's
Like a fool.-----
Author's Note:
This was based on a dream I had (in 2020) of an ex who followed me on my way home and called my name for attention.
And I felt like I had to write it down.
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Maybe This Is Also Poetry
RandomI don't know the appropriate term for this collection.A prose poetry.Or just plain narrative-descriptive paragraphs.But there's also some poems with rhymes and an extra six-word story in this collection.So,I do hope you'll enjoy it.