the turk returns

By skyedog

BAD DREAMS

MERHABA MY FRIENDS

A trickle of dreams
begin to rhyme
as the sun sets
on the sands of time.

Shadows in the night
that creep across the wall
as you lay your head down
they begin to fall.

With heavy eyes
you lift your head
as the sound of noise
rumbles under your bed.

With a start you wake
in a sunlit room
the dreams have gone
somewhere in the room.

Waiting til` nightfall
to torment you again
knowing that one day
they`ll drive you insane.

(Turkwords)

TURK ;)

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