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LEAVE THE WINDOW OPEN Leaving the window open he returns to the unmade bed Every thing he has perceived is neither living nor dead As the sleepwalker has stirred all about once again Venturing through the night on the wings of the wind Evading what is reality escaping the mortal mind Taking part in a tangled journey where his heart has come to find Horror and serenity stand on a pedestal with hatred and love Emerging from the ruins of what mere dreamers cannot rise above Windows - embellished doorways – in a moment can swiftly close In a world where a treasure sought after is a prize one never knows Nothing can be impossible a place called Nowhere does exist Decieving the dream he knows the battle awaits beyond the mist Outmatched are the unbecoming where all cowardice has faded away When the sleepwalker and his thoughts enter the ceaseless fray Only recalling the fight is for something far beyond this land Pain is an illusion reaching for would leave empty hands Examine the sleepwalker’s soul a broken window it may seem Never say never to him for nothing stands in the way of his dream. |
Additional Notes:
This poem is Acrosstic. Leave the window open - the window to the mind - imagination...
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