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So i write poetry sometimes but its shitty but idc yall get to read it because i said so its my blog :33
Immortal Dreams
What do gods dream of?
Do they dream of humanity?
or the beauty of life
and the silence of death?
do they wish they could feel the earth
instead of watching from above?
or do they not dream
of the life they have missed
instead gods dream of gold flowing rivers
and silver lined leaves
with shining skies of generations
are they still there dreaming
when they rest their head
on feather soft pillows
do they dream of what it is to love?
or how to be loved more by others
maybe gods do not dream at all.
they do not sleep
only watch and wait and wait
watching the skies they control pass
century after century
and no wrinkle lines their face
but if they did?
would it be of love?
of what experiences they will never have?
or of everything they already do
gods do not dream
but what if they did?
but god have dreamers
while they watch and wait and wait
they watch the dreams of children
and the dreams of wives
and the dreams of soldiers
Gods know what it is like to be human
they live through our dreams
our hopes and our love and our death
gods do not dream
but we do.
- A mortal poet