Thursday, July 03, 2008

Reality's Dark Dream

by Samuel Taylor Coleridge


I know 'tis but a dream, yet felt more anguish
Than if 'twere truth. It has been often so:
Must I die under it? Is no one near?
Will no one hear these stifled groans and wake me?

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hey where do you find all these beautiful ...are they called prose or poems or just bbeautiful words... the authors have books under their names? haha.. got me interested!