Even In My Dream
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Serine F. Alejandro
The Journalese
Sitting next to the wind’s embrace,
Looking straight towards the night’s trace,
Believing, hoping that it’s real,
Wishing to see what I feel.
Watching the roads flicker in lights,
Conquering fear and lofty heights,
Until silence complemented
My own hidden sentiment.
Dead as the candle that fought the wind,
Alive as the sun in the morning.
But its rays caused my deepest pain,
And darkness helped cover my ache.
Time runs like strangers looking for fight,
And suddenly stops when might takes flight.
With my wish for this lonely night,
That my hopes of you to feel me by sight.
Like falling in love with a shadow
That’s gone after the break of dawn.
But I loved him nevertheless,
Caring for what they say less.
Seems like this night’s turning gray,
And my thinking went astray.
For all I see are dreams that betray,
Including my reality.
I have known for so long that you are gone
But the hopes you left kept me undone.
And I can’t wake up just yet,
Beside me it’s you I felt.
Then I looked up the stars for the hundredth time,
Counting the days I considered sublime.
For this lonely world is where I should be,
Fighting the urge to feel you even in my dream. J
The Journalese
Sitting next to the wind’s embrace,
Looking straight towards the night’s trace,
Believing, hoping that it’s real,
Wishing to see what I feel.
Watching the roads flicker in lights,
Conquering fear and lofty heights,
Until silence complemented
My own hidden sentiment.
Dead as the candle that fought the wind,
Alive as the sun in the morning.
But its rays caused my deepest pain,
And darkness helped cover my ache.
Time runs like strangers looking for fight,
And suddenly stops when might takes flight.
With my wish for this lonely night,
That my hopes of you to feel me by sight.
Like falling in love with a shadow
That’s gone after the break of dawn.
But I loved him nevertheless,
Caring for what they say less.
Seems like this night’s turning gray,
And my thinking went astray.
For all I see are dreams that betray,
Including my reality.
I have known for so long that you are gone
But the hopes you left kept me undone.
And I can’t wake up just yet,
Beside me it’s you I felt.
Then I looked up the stars for the hundredth time,
Counting the days I considered sublime.
For this lonely world is where I should be,
Fighting the urge to feel you even in my dream. J