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Dream with in a Dream
Edgar Allen Poe
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?
Edgar Allen Poe is known for his bizarre and somewhat morbid views of the world. Most of his work hints to a greater and darker force- happiness is present but not for long. This is understandable from what we know of his deeply dark depressing and lonely life.
But can you not agree that our lives are passing us by with each passing minute. Powerless are we to stop it-to save it from the waves of uncertainty, happiness and that feeling of having things slip from our grasps? Edgar Allen Poe wasn't crazy, just being honest to his true feelings...what do you thing about this poem? About the fleeting feeling of Life?
Labels: Edgar Allen Poe, fleeting, life, Outlandish Thoughts, poetry, poets
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