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Dream Poem - Please interpret?

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Now, I sometimes receive poems, full and clear, in my dreams. I immediately write them down. I don't know where they come from, but they're made up on the spot, like stream of consciousness. This one was recited in my dream by some old man near a fire, telling it to me like a story. Please tell me what it means? And what does it have to do with me?

All is burning

A city sacked

A heart of stone

Shattered finally

Into rubble and ash.

All is grief and pining

As tears go adrift;

Lost in a sea of thirst

Without an anchor,

No hope and no prayer.

All past remorse emerges,

Piercing into fevered skin;

One who avoids chances

With the goal of winning

Can only find loss.

All is destroyed

By a burning passion

That turned destructive,

And left but dust

On a fire-eaten skeleton.

A subtle rain

Like loving balm

As a restorative would heal,

But for the burning embers:

Witnesses to the bereft, cheated, charred.

No deliverance. No redemption.

Only scorched remains.

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  1. let go of the past?


  2. Wow in my dreams nothings EVER as clear as that besides when i met the Cullens and everything.... but lol thats a differnt story. To me i think.....wow i don't even know maybe the future?

    Btw i read the City of Ember tooo iz good! Not like Twlight though.......♥

  3. Your anger starts as sadness turns to anger then sadness and finally back to anger

  4. wow....

    um humanity is coming to a crashing halt??

    read the city of ember

  5. The tone, word usage, and emotion of the poem create within me a feeling of deep sadness for the Jewish nation and the forced extermination in the furnaces of thousands upon thousands of innocent people at the hand of an insane "leader" of the n**i movement.  The ending, though, is very hopeless, as one would feel as they walk into the furnace and take a last breath of life before being burned to death.  The result of the extermination was not what Hitler had envisioned; rather, it was a hopeless and fruitless experiment that ended with more death -- his own.

    That's what I see in this poem.  Very moving, very real.  Thank you for sharing it with us.

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