Searching through the dreams
The whispers in the silence
Waiting for the turn
Where humming becomes song
Listening for the music
In showers of the echoes
Asking for release
With every tune prolonged
Searching through the dreams
Drifting in the morning
Aching for the lines
No one dares to cross
Waiting in the memories
That linger in a corner
Begging to discover
The secrets you have lost
Searching through the dreams
Fading in the daylight
Longing for the evening
Where stories must pretend
Hiding in the shadows
Waiting in the darkness
Searching for the spark
Where visions have no end









There is so much to be found in the dreams. Unless we turn our backs on them. I read this one twice. There’s so much woven through it and too many great lines to quote.
Thank you Willow. I am honored you came back for seconds.
hello dearest Brandon this is really great I enjoy the subtlties here and your dreams are inspiring ❤️
Thank you Crimsin!
Nice. Many quote-worthy lines within this. I like the contemplative approach of it. Well done.
Powerfully penned, Brandon. Excellent write with amazing imagery my friend. Dreams are an extension of the subconscious and all kinds of mysteries stir within. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
I love the dream state. I only wish I could remember them all. Your poem weaves imagination like a sword in this Brandon. Excellent poem. (Relic)
Thank you Relic! Nice to see you here.