July 17, 2005


Riding over snowy lands,
Galloping through deserts grand,
I’m the Night Mare, owning realms
Visiting in your dreams.

Hoof-prints in an empty room
Lying near: an empty bed.
I’ll take you on a magic ride
You’ll never find a place to hide.

And some of you will never return
To empty lives and empty smiles.
I’ll come next time you have a dream:
Awaken with a scream.


  1. This is a very beautiful poem. Vivid imaginary words!

  2. This one made me tingle.

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