Poetry written by a tormented teenage boy. A Dream Within a Dream.

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Nonsensical Poetry -

(except in the mind of the poet.)

Poetry written by a teenage boy,

Whose short life knows no joy,

with a burden to bear,

that he cannot share,

for there is no one there,

to hear his prayer,

to trust, or to care.

No child should have to endure depression alone

teenage depression is not limited to any race
teenage depression is not limited to any race | Source
teenage girls are most likely to suffer from depression
teenage girls are most likely to suffer from depression
Depression in teenage boys is the most neglected
Depression in teenage boys is the most neglected
Teenage depression that goes untreated can lead to dire consequences.
Teenage depression that goes untreated can lead to dire consequences.

Just a Dream

Dreams within dreams

Have you ever experienced having a dream within a dream?

  • No
  • Yes
  • I don't recall it
  • I rarely remember my dreams
  • Yes, I have experienced the phenomenon of dreaming about having a dream within a dream
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The Poem

Last Night in A Dream-
I dreamed a dream, and in my dream,
i dreamt that i was dreaming.

Last night, in a dream, i dreamed a dream.
In one of my dreams, i was bad it seems.
For within that dream, i dreamt, indeed,
that i imbibed in too much libation.

When I awoke from my stupor,
still in a dream,
I saw a flash, a light beam,
in a cloud over the head of
the character in my dream,
that i was playing.
I heard the words that I said,
about things that were next to come,
when after the dreams i awaken.

I am dreaming in a dream,
that I am dreaming in a dream.
But which of these dreams is real?
Transcendental meditation is
only the dream where reality
merely appears, to be real.
Dreams are still only dreams,
but are they?

What is a dream?
What is real?
Are they both but a dream in reality?
To live in a dream,
is only a dream,
and a dream can be real if you let it.

What is left to give me joy at my age?
Just another step through this Dharmic maze.
A dream is a dream,
and all that there is;
for nothing real can compare
to the dream that you live in.

I dream of love, i dream of joy.
Nothing comes.
There is no real dream.
The real is now, so live your life
in whichever dream
you choose to live in..

the beginning, or the ending?

My poetry comes from pain;
a deeper pain than you can ever imagine.
One that reaches to the very center
of the essence of man.
From the core of your being;
Your eternal soul.
The pain is real. Too much pain
for a seven year old child
to have to endure.

Through many years
that pass too slowly;
with pain that is never ending.
The pain is real;
for all of those years,
and all of those tears.
Too much pain
for a seventy seven year old
man to have to endure.

And still they live on,
invading my dreams,
whenever i dream,
and i always dream.

Paying a price too dear,
for an unkind deed,
in a life, that is long past,
Is the lifelong gift,
for eternal redemption,
that will last and last,
year after year;
Until we dream no more,
and our conscience is clear.

We will all return to this dream,
again and again,
for each offense,
made in a dream,
until we reach full complement,
for the pain,
and the harm we did cause,
in the last dream
that we dreamt.

by: d.william

© 2014 d.william

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always exploring 2 years ago from Southern Illinois

Somehow i felt your pain through your tormented words. A child should never feel the pain of depression but most importantly, there has to be someone who cares, someone he can trust and go to with problems he's unable to understand or cope with alone. I do hope d. that you find the meaning for your life and your most cherished dreams will come true. Thank you for sharing your poetry as a child and now. Cheers my friend.


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d.william 2 years ago from Somewhere in the south Author

always exploring:

thanks for being the first to read and comment. I have decided to share more of those childhood poems in the hope that i can give just one person a spark of hope for their future.

No child should ever have to face any kind of depression by themselves.

Parents and teachers have to be more alert to the signs and symptoms of depression and see that the teen is given the right direction to get the help they need.

When teenagers are left to their own devices to cope with their depression, they end up fighting it for most of their adult lives and never knowing why.


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DDE 2 years ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

A child who lacks emotions feels depressed and for that to take place in someone so young is sad. Such pain should not be endured.


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d.william 2 years ago from Somewhere in the south Author

DDE:

Thanks for commenting. The problem is not that teens lack emotions, but rather that most do not know how to deal with the emotions that are generally more pronounced in teens than adults.

Adults never seem to take into account that they were teens once and had the same psychological conflicts themselves, though probably not as severe.

Most parents just shrug it off with the attitude that ..."We all went through those years and survived, so will our teens as well."

Although this may be true in the majority of cases, there are those teens who cannot reconcile the conflicts by themselves and so they get lost somewhere in society to learn things the hard way, and often with tragic consequences.

When teenage emotions conflict with what society sees as "normal" or "expected" they rebel and/or withdraw into themselves and never really learn how to deal with their differences. And as a consequence they are adversely affected by that turmoil throughout their entire adult life.


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torrilynn 2 years ago

This really did open my eyes. I have once dreamed of dreaming while dreaming. Thanks for this poem your emotions were felt and your voice was heard. Voted up.


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d.william 2 years ago from Somewhere in the south Author

torrlynn

thanks so much for reading and leaving your comments. They are much appreciated. My poetry doesn't get much traffic on this site. It is hard to understand the confusing thoughts of a teenager when the teen writes in words with hidden meanings. A defense mechanism, i suspect, to pour out ones heart without revealing the truth of the source of the pain and anguish.

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