Dead Dreams
The dream is dead,
and we're all dying.
Warm corpse walking,
Dead men talking.
Underneath the skin,
Skeletons smiling.
A lover imbibing,
Soul swimming in ether.
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Posted Mar 12, 2018, 2:46 AM UTC · edited
The imagery here is wonderful, it evokes the feeling of futility from me. As if nothing we do matters, like, we are already dead philosophically speaking, that is quite deep for such a short poem.
I'm not too sure I understand the imagery here. The rest of your poem seems very much like a minor existential crisis. I am not sure how lovers imbibing matches with that theme which takes away from the overall impact.
edited. Thank you for your feedback. I only changed it a little, but I like it better. Thanks again!