A dream within a dream
I stand amid the roarOf 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 Allan Poe
1 Comments:
I like this poem of Poe.The words we see or seem is full of meaning in it.Yes life seems to be a dream with in a dream.Thanx for writing this solitary reaper.
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