English poetry

Poems in English

We dream it is good we are dreaming

We dream it is good we are dreaming

We dream it is good we are dreaming
It would hurt us were we awake
But since it is playing kill us,
And we are playing shriek

What harm? Men die externally
It is a truth of Blood
But we are dying in Drama
And Drama is never dead

Cautious We jar each other
And either open the eyes
Lest the Phantasm prove the Mistake
And the livid Surprise

Cool us to Shafts of Granite
With just an Age and Name
And perhaps a phrase in Egyptian
It’s prudenter to dream



Poem We dream it is good we are dreaming - Emily Dickinson