After Overnight

sleep comes to
me and my body
crashes on bed.

Dreams start
in mortal whispers.
I summon the gods
of the hour.

Talks become louder.
Space becomes darker.
I follow the tracks.
I trample the dust.

all things are
bright and I start
to walk in the light.

This world in
my sleep is a
better fantasy,
better indeed.

Space becomes wider.
Skies become bluer.
The universe is free.
The heaven is glee.



About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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12 Responses to After Overnight

  1. fortytwo6x7 says:

    If only, we could live in our dreams…….well written πŸ™‚

  2. frankregan17 says:

    Wonderful words Chester

  3. Kayo says:

    “Dreams starts in mortal whisper” wicked

  4. neelkanth says:

    I feel remembering Keats who said “Come to me in my dreams and then by day I shall be well again”.

  5. Banu Bidarkund says:

    Beautiful verse

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