It's funny how in a dream you can feel
As if you're really there
Almost like these senses are real
That there's sun on your face, wind in your hair
What if you could control your life
As if in a lucid dream
Create your own world free of sadness or strife
A perfect world is what it would seem
Up to the heavens, you could fly
No rules, you could just run free
The laws of physics, you could defy
Possibility as big as the sea
You could create your very own story
An adventure for you, filled with wonder and glory
This poem is an English sonnet. It is about what life would be like if it were like a dream you could control. There is alliteration lines seven and eight, with "sadness or strife" and "world is what it would seem." Line nine has an allusion, with "Up to the heavens." Line twelve has a simile, with "Possibility as big ad the sea." It is comparing the vast amount of dreams a person can dream with the size of the ocean.
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