She has escaped
into her dreams
and she endeavors
to stay it seems
into a world
of her own
making
into a place
where wishes
come true
and fairytales
exist
into a realm
of beautiful
fragile things
where leaving
is not an
option
is not a
thought
which enters
her mind
she has escaped
into her dreams
and she may never
come back it seems.
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Wonderful poem. Your gifts have given hope the the universe.:)
P.S Stay tune for my next blog today.:)
Thank you! It means a lot to me that you said this!
Will do!
New blog now…(Jupiter 3077).
Will definitely check it out! Thanks for letting me know
I agree with the comment above, it is a wonderful poem! Have felt like this sometimes myself!
Thank you!
Although I of course disagree with the idea of esacping into one’s dream, I appreciate your talent for poetry and fell under your spell… to awake after the end.
If you don’t mind, could you tell me why you disagree? And thank you, I am very glad you do! Good thing you awoke; a wise man said “It does not do to dwell on dreams, and forget to live”
There is no great peril in escaping from time to time in one’s dream, but it can become a king of un-life (or un-living) which leads to more distress than what we are escaping from. My idea of exploring dream is aimed at exactly the contrary: helping to face life with greater strenght and peace. Thanks for giving me the opportunity to explain mysef. More importantly: I loved your poem. That’s what was important, here
please correct: I wanted to write “kind of un-life” instead of “king…” :-0)
Thank you for your explanation; it was interesting and I have to say I agree
I would rather use my dreams to help better my life than to escape. Though, for me I find escaping too easy. Yet I suppose the right path is never easy. 
I am very glad that you liked it!
You’re welcome!
beautiful poem! I am so happy I found you! Its beed too long since I have written poetry (never as good as yours I might add). But, I am inspired! I do agree with Oniric though, in the sense that we may become lost in the dream world. This, I think, occurs when there is only longing for past or future circumstances. Not being present on what is. Never the less, dreams are thoughts, which come before any action can occur.
Again so glad I found you!! hope you don’t mined me butting in
Have a peace filled evening!
Hannah
Thank you very much! Of course I don’t mind! I’m very flattered that you consider my poetry inspiring.
Your point is very true. Dwelling in the present is very important; though sometimes harder than it seems.
Cheers!