And I asked myself is this a dream
one my lips should not have kissed,
felt the wind bring in drops of rain
and reform all that had gone awry.
To believe this to be passion such
that thin are layers of woe left behind-
as dawn red sweeps the distant sky
restoring faith in tear-dimmed eyes,
I asked myself is this a dream?
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I hope it’s not a dream… so much better if it’s true.
Definitely 😀 thanks for stopping by, Bjorn ❤️
I love “as dawn red sweeps the distant sky”………this is a lovely poem!
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Does it even matter, for the moment? Joy has arrived either way! Sanaa, I marvel at how you find just the perfect illustration to go with your poems each time. Have a wonderful week, won’t you?
Awwww gosh!!❤️ Thank you so much, Shay 😀 so glad you enjoyed it!❤️
You too have a wonderful week ahead! 😀
PS–maybe some time, you’d like to try an “in tandem” with me? Please keep it in mind for 2018!
It would be an honor Shay!❤️ Count me in! 😀
Dreams and a book and a cuppa… doesn’t matter if it isn’t real then!
Thank you so much, Rajani 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Such a beautiful poem, Sanaa!! I love it – every line is awesome.
Thank you so much, Kerry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
I like how your dreamy verses mirror each other – lips/thin layers; tears/rain; passion/kissed
Thank you so much, Laura 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
What a lovely poem about dreams. I like how you started and ended the poem with the same lines.
Thank you so much, Toni 😀 so good to see you ❤️
“And I asked myself is this a dream
one my lips should not have kissed”
I adore that opening — very Emily Dickinson.
Oh gosh!❤️ Thank you so much, Jade 😀 so glad you liked it!❤️
I love the idea of kissing a dream, especially one that you should not have kissed, Sanaa. Those drops of rain on the wind make me feel sad.
Thank you so much, Kim 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
love the title and how it ties into understanding the rest of the poem
Thank you so much, Angie 😀 so good to see you ❤️
“one my lips should not have kissed…” beautiful poem and I say “believe” 🙂
Thank you so much, Margaret 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Ah… a dream such as this. Beautiful.
Thank you so much, Martin 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Dreams with book and caffeine… A lovely moment in time
Thank you so much, Susie 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I wonder if the speaker ever finds out… And if she does, does it really matter to her?
It definitely does 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Magaly ❤️
If it does, then hope the kiss is freaking delicious!
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There is so much we don’t know, but at times like the one in this poem, perhaps knowing is not important. Lovely.
Thank you so much, Hedgewitch 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
“as dawn red sweeps the distant sky”
my favourite line
AND
Thanks for your continued support, always linking in at Monday WRites
much love…
My pleasure, Gillena ❤️
Much love…
I certainly hope it is not a dream, for as the years roll away it is comforting to remember all you have done and the joy that you have had. Although tears do come readily when you recall such beautiful times…as I know well. Beautifully written Sanaa.
Thank you so much, Robin 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
Perhaps that dream is somehow a reality, Sanaa.
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Totomai ❤️
Happy Sunday Sanaa
much love…
Happy Sunday Gillena
much love… ❤️
I ask that of me a lot of times.
“Is this a dream?”
when I am in heaven or when something beautiful is upon me or when I’m in love…
and this poem is just so dreamy. Lovely write. Good day!
Thank you so much, James 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love how dawn restores faith in tear-dimmed eyes. So beautiful.
Thank you so much, Sherry 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Sometimes there is a thin line between dreams and fantasy. One needs tears to cleanse the eye so the vision becomes clearer. Beautiful words that I can relate to at times.
Thank you so much, Truedessa 🙂 so glad you liked it ❤️
There are those who believe “what you see is what you get” and that it’s possible to “image your way to success”. Is it a dream … or a reality just beyond your grasp, waiting to be experienced? (Philosophically speaking, of course!)
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Beverly ❤️
The rain can be healing if we let it…
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Rajani ❤️
Don’t we wonder if its just a dream when our dreams come true.?
Such a wonderful read to end my day.
Thank you so much, Namy 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
This poem really hit me right now, and I especially like the first two lines.
Thank you so much, Rob 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Another wonderful and interesting visit here. I always enjoy the innocence of your writing.
ZQ
Thank you so much, ZQ 🙂 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
Sometimes real life is dreamlike, isn’t it?
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Mary ❤️
It is hard to believe in dreams come true especially if they have gone awry before….but there are little things that will let you know for sure….pinch yourself and go with it I say!
Definitely 🙂 thanks for stopping by, Donna ❤️
An exquisite line to ‘bookend’ a dreamy – through wonderfully visual – piece. Splendid writing!
Thank you so much, Wendy 😀 so glad you enjoyed it ❤️
A lovely musing.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so good to see you ❤️
Ooooo……touch of Shakespeare in this one….very nice work.
Thank you so much, Rall 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Love this thoughtful, musing poem. Hope it’s not a dream…
Thank you so much, Sarah 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️