Night Terror
a poem
Why does love whisper And pain screams? Monsters, tap, tap the shoulder In the darkest dreams. Yet the voice is paralyzed I cannot speak Out to the Lord. Who is the savior over me.
This poem is based on a dream I had one night. Yeah… that was a restless night. Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry.
P.S. I hate naming my poetry. It takes me longer to think of a title than writing the poem. Can I just be like Emily Dickinson and not title my poems?
Post postscript: Funny thing, I scheduled this poem a few weeks ago… Just last night I had another night terror not as bad though.
I am also not a fan of these dreams. A beautiful lament about the now and not yet we inhabit that makes us victims to bad dreams. It made me think of love's whisper being the end all, be all at the end of time.
Why does love whisper
And pain screams?
This verse made me think a lot!
Thanks for sharing :)