All Real Within

Deep inside I feel the night of ashes

Bound of dreams, white fantasies
Uncovered flesh without a shell
Dark world lies burnt in cinders
Song of awe
Dream of a snowy owl
Forgotten tales beneath ghostly river flow
Time of old children’s game
Forlorn lore beyond a swaying blade
Eternal darkness, endless shame
Scent of all real within
Dark symphony 
My dream of insanity
Purity’s bound within reality’s maze
One dream to touch in a golden cage
Another one to follow into a midnight gaze
Touch of all real within
Scent of dream blue
Colours of song 
Lullabies write a snow white shroud
While night is falling down
Pale morning dew
Taste of poet’s dreams
Luring echo of fear dwelling inside
Love on dawn
Lustful bound, darkening maze
Labyrinth of songs, lost dreams in ashes
Is it all real within or another story undone?
Come and face me within your dearest dream
Share this mad dance of insanity with me
Paint the sky with another dreamy beauty of kite’s lullaby
For a sin of innocence, colour of dreams
Silence instead of cold lies
Draw in me for all real within

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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