Best Song Dream Poems
Let us curry favor in dog star's
splendid laughing light
bring the crash of passion's waves
through two arms held tight.
I carry your wishes in love's
knapsack, strapped close
in tomorrow's hope
fashioned in new dawn's
golden charms.
Bring empathy in touch
understanding where
once was none, gone
in sorrow's parting.
Grant me true sight
unbridled, like a child's
reaching song..
your gleam in smile.
Rein in gallop of
heartbeat hooves
grant me sleep
so I may dream.
Once Upon A Dream
We dream of our life,ones we thought were intertwined
by fate,by destiny,by our past.
Now on theses day we don't speak for
we've forgotten what we shared.
What we lost split us apart for I fell into darkness
as you fell into light.
We reached for each other but to far to meet.
As we both fell,we both forgot.
Now we can't reach,we can't speak,we can't breathe.
To ignorant to realize what happen and fell for
what took us away.Our dream
our lives,and our reality.They were all childhood
dreams now so ever
forgotten not even time can replace.
What it meant to see,no more screaming,
no more tears.Close you eyes as we
hand and hand in our one minded dream.
i dream of a place where i have not been
a place that would satisfy me deep within
i dream of a song i have not sung before
a song that would open every freedom door
i dream of a better Southern Africa
united nations and generations would take us far
i dream of a tribe of kings and queens
a place where there's better food than maize and beans
i dream of smiles in every ebony face
of different colour feet running the same race
i dream of a big African dictionary
where AIDS and poverty are not part of the vocabulary
in my dream i hear God's voice deeply say
"dreams come true, and if you believe, this one may!"
Follow the Yellow Brick Road
So the song say
Follow it, follow it on down to something
Something good to make your day
Follow the Yellow Brick Road
To your own personal OZ, your own land of fantasy
And leave behind the cold harsh logical truth
of the cruel world known as reality
Come all and live in a world where you have the power
To mold it however you see fit
Shape your fantasy into a world where you and whomever
Can properly fit in it
To live in a dream world with no, pain, no suffering
No drowning in past sorrows
Just to look forward
to the brightness of tomorrow
Where the people are smiling standing together
All equals side by side
Not one face is hanging in shame
But held high with pride
The buildings reaching higher and higher
Oh Lord look how they reach so high
The birds sing their song as they move
through the sky
But sadly, like every story that is steep
in the genre of fantasy
The time came too fast, it quickly passed
Your dream world of joy turns upside down
into something dark and downright scary
Your colorful world turns dismal ash
The people are no longer smiling, Their
just cold blank lifeless faces
Crowding in various worn out places
and spaces
Where did the joy go. What brought this depressing atmosphere
you thought you've escaped from.
But in your growing despair, you haven't noticed
there's more dread to come
The buildings are crumbling
The yellow brick road is breaking
The people are disappearing
Your wonderful Metropolis is fading
You become frighten, nay
you become frantic
You look for a way out
Oh Lord where is the exit
Then the ground caves in
right where you're standing
And now you're falling
and falling
falling
Grasping for anything, screaming for anyone listening
Now you've fallen into the dark maelstrom
of nothing, completely lost, forevermore vanishing
What a way to go. A downer, bittersweet ending
to this sad sad story
What is the moral of it all
Pray
Pray that you don't get lost in the evanescent land of Fantasy
Outside the group that's outside the box
seeing inside the outside Im shocked
how you shape our fate as it knocks
on imaginations and what they concoct
My dream craves standards, but they take work
here efforts actualize ideals
tough labors haunt tall morals that lurk
conscience yielding obsession's appeals
Then I want to want like I need
I want to make like I eat
and overgrow like a weed
lead the way as the street
Chance is the string in front of the cat
you wiggle it and they start to hunt
powerless to hope, now a door mat
contours the form of fantasy's brunt
My dream yearns for spirit's fruition
This needs my best and the will to provide
Then integrity tugs ambition
then my drive to succeed won't subside
And I want to want like I need
I want to make like I eat
and over grow like a weed
lead the way as the street
Outside the outside wants inside the inside
thirst and honor feeds the ride
swallow and beg with my mouth open wide
for virtue to lead the way of the guide
Chorus: River pronounced Key-yip-pa-ha
Keya Paha River
Keya Paha River
Keya Paha River
The home of Dan Lowe's dream.
Narration:
When a cowboy's day is over,
And the campfire's burning bright,
We can see Dan sit and wonder,
What will spoil his sleep tonight.
Will a stampede caused by lightening,
Cracking high above their heads,
Rout him from his bed roll,
To run the race with death?
Or will the night be peaceful,
With the cattle singing low,
And Whip-poor Wills calling,
To the Mocking birds below?
Dreaming of his sweetheart,
And days that are to come,
Of the pretty little ranch,
They will settle on and run.
Down by the old Keya Paha,
With the rolling hills of green,
Where the springs are soft and gentle,
The winters hard and mean.
In summer how they sweat and slave,
To get in winter feed,
And stand by helplessly and watch,
Fire work it's deadly deed.
With calving time and branding time,
When northers fiercely blow,
They stand and watch together,
As their family starts to grow.
Then suddenly it happened,
That dreaded thundering sound,
We scrambled from our bed rolls,
And raced for higher ground.
Cut off from our horses,
It was our only chance,
I made a leap and hung on tight,
The herd was coming fast.
Flashing horns! Flying hooves!
Hot breath and eyes that glare,
Choking dust, frightened screams,
The smell of sweaty hair.
Quickly, it was over,
And stunned we gathered there,
Tom and Joe, Dick and Bill,
With thoughts we didn't dare.
When we all had wandered in,
We each knew at a glance,
The dream that we had listened to,
Would never come to pass.
It is a mystery how it happened,
And why it took Dan Lowe,
But each of us hold in our heart,
A dream that turned to gold.
When a cowboy's day is over,
And the campfire's burning bright,
We can see Dan sit and wonder,
What will spoil his sleep tonight.
Chorus:
Cile Beer
written l975
In this silent evening
I have stopped worring,
I'm convinced to forget
the worries of the present...
I dream of the unknown tomorrow by
looking up at the serene sky;
my solitude gets deeper
as darkness draws nearer...
If sadness gets unbearable,
I'll try to find comfort
from anyone who might
lift up my spirit;
where else will I find an honest smile
if not in someone who cares a lot?
In this stange moment
I remain to dream of that
mysterious land which appears
in the clear distance;
down there there must be
something to make
a few changes
into my destiny...
I'm not afraid of the unknown tomorrow,
whatever expects me
I'll accept it with courage;
I dream of the unknow tomorrow
as the red sun burns on the range...
The summer sun begins to chill,
as Autumn sings September's song.
A briskness falls upon the hills,
days now don't tarry quite so long.
As Summer leaves, she blows a kiss
to lovely blossoms, soon to fade.
Leaves on trees await Autumn's bliss
to preen in red and gold parade.
An artist's dream, those royal hues,
as though the trees must be afire.
No room to spare for lilac-blues
songs of September: heart's desire.
She leaves us with a lust for more.
October opens splendor's door.
September 3, 2022
45 years behind me
I’m startin', reachin’ for the dream
I left my front porch crying
Only tears of fear
Then wiped my face
To keep it crystal clear
Your too old
You’ll unfold
They’ll laugh at your attempt
Get back in the house!
Cook a meal !!
Don’t continue.
Check the menu.
The kids are needin’ ya now!
Leave your dreams.
Give it up.
Hubby’s havin’ a cow.
I had my dream evaluated
Measured, tested, and weighed
All the experts told me
I really should have stayed…
home on another cookin’ course!
Well I’m not a cook or waiter
So instead of changing all my dreams
I traded in ‘the evaluator’
“neeeeeeeeeeeeeext!” that's my theme!
Your to old
So I’ve been told
Yep they laughed at my every attempt
Get back in the house
Don’t continue
Give it up
Pack it in
There’s nothing for ya here
There’s no chance to win a grammy!
Just relax and have a beer.
My new dream evaluator looking up said “mama mia”
Rubbed his chin and promptly asked
“who gave you this idea??’
I gathered up my things
Tried not to take a swing
He blurted, “for goodness sakes!!”
I’m only asking…
I’m just saying …
Looks like this is it…
Think ya just caught your break
I was told I was too old
I was told to pack it in
I was told to not continue
I was told I’d never win
I was told to get in the kitchen
Good things can happen to those who clean!
Today I’m packin’ for seven
Yep I said “for seven”!
My whole family shares my dream
I traded-in my evaluator instead of packin’ in my dreams
I’m not packin’ in my dreams
I never did pack in my dream
neeeeeeeeeeeeeext was my new theme!
She looks down at the floor tonight
Hiding the tears that lie beneath
She’s always hoping to get away
Hoping to find prince charming
We all have a dream
The dream we call our own
That one night
We won’t sleep
Alone
We all pray that
There is someone out there
Someone to wipe our tears away
But right now
We’re waiting
We’re praying
That we will
Find
The one
In the moonlight
Where he walks
He can’t bare to
Take one more step alone
He longs to hold
His princess
And never let her go
But right now
He’s alone
And he just can’t stand it
We all have a dream
The dream we call our own
That one night
We won’t sleep
Alone
We all pray that
There is someone out there
Someone to wipe our tears away
But right now
We’re waiting
We’re praying
That we will
Find
The one
One night in the dark
She thinks she sees him
And when he looks back
Their eyes meet
For just one moment
And they run
Into each other’s arms
And they know
For now on
They will never be alone
We all have a dream
The dream we call our own
That one night
We won’t sleep
Alone
We all pray that
There is someone out there
Someone to wipe our tears away
But right now
We’re waiting
We’re praying
That we will
Find
The one
Another night,
spaghetti just for one.
My hand is empty
as I watch the setting of the sun
I wasn't kicked in my sleep,
no one latched onto me.
No hair in my face,
making it itch.
I don't call on the phone
because there's no one that I miss
Every day, it is the same.
This place is all too quiet
and everyday, this hole to fill
Love I'd like to try it
To love and be loved
is my dream of
all I really need.
To love and be loved
a wondrous dream of
and in it is,
where I want to be
To wake up in the morning
and not be alone.
To have someone there,
to share in my home.
To be missed when I'm away.
It would be so much more fun if,
someone else was here to play.
To love and be loved,
I'd love it so much.
To love and be loved
with a great warming touch.
And I know that I would
that I'd be good
and that I can
If someone was here
Just someone here
to hold my hand.
Write letters in crayon
my light it would stay on
Dinners for two
with a candle lit view
of our staring eyes
Long walks together
butterflies felt forever
and right where we are
there's a bright shooting star
lighting up our skies
There's so much more,
more than I could ever say
And I would give all I had
just to feel
that way
To love and be loved
a far off dream of.
To love and be loved.
Maybe if I want it
If I want it just enough.
Written to:
Letter from Yokosuka by Nujabes (R.I.P.)
chord strikes in the middle of the night, lift me to stars falling
cuz no matter how close, i'm still far from calling
constellations from hibernation, i'm impatient
so i hasten to my destination
but you cant rush perfection as they say
and i learned that from my pop's lessons back in the day
he said "mayday was an excuse for you to drop;
but in the hay day, we all played to reach the top"
i can't stop, and won't with an audience behind me
like the Wise exclaim, "among common men you'll find me"
so if you want your wish, quit looking to stars
plant your feet, your dream is where you are
if you want your wish, quit looking to stars
plant your feet, your dream is where you are
teachers said reach for the zenith, but not seeing
what's in front of me is an image i couldn't sleep with
i guess i'd just miss it
i wanna capture the breath of existence no matter the distance
to see dreams cascade blue among the streams
through crystal clear currents that lead you to me
and a reflection in the pool says, "just be"
and an untamed landscape says, "trust me"
and we scan in awe, saying "it must be"
and we search as one, saying "above me."
why do i try to fight the spirit in me
high lights like stars live atop this city
why do i try to fight the feelings in me
high lights like stars live atop this city
and a reflection in the pool says, "just be"
and an untamed landscape says, "trust me"
and we scan in awe, saying "it must be"
and we search as one, saying "i love thee."
She moves like the ocean,
Enticing desire.
She makes steam with her motion,
Setting lust on fire.
Her eyes made of jewels,
Her touch made of bliss,
Casting love spells on fools,
With the taste of her kiss.
Her lips are a dream painted in scarlet,
She's sultry and tender, but nobody's harlot,
Don't know how she does it, but she does it so well.
A voluptuous beauty, mm Jezebel.
She lives life like a dance,
Like a flickering flame.
She's waiting for romance,
But still knows the game.
Brazen and fair,
She's fire and ice,
While you pray she'll share,
All her sugar and spice.
Her lips are a dream painted in scarlet,
She's sultry and tender, but nobody's harlot,
Don't know how she does it, but she does it so well.
A voluptuous beauty, mm Jezebel.
"Another Drink!", I screamed.
A fifth down and a fifth to go.
This burning water quenches a dark thirst only I know.
Comfortably numb I sit and seem.
And in this dream within a dream I sit a watch
As colors dissolve and memories fade in a blackened blotch.
With my brow hung low in a bastards gleam;
Comfortably numb I sit and seem.
God, how quickly everything can fade away.
Oh God, how easily I fall into the gray.
I close my eyes and form a crooked smile, life's easier this way.
Comfortably numb I sit and stay.
Tell my heart no humpty dumpty tale of love
For I have seen winter's deceit flowed like tears
And sit green where the grass was brown
As Methusalah's dream of heaven. So let me
Believe that one that bird nestless
Shall break out singing at the edge of my heart
So let me dream of love
Callous and cold I did not know
When first you came soft as rain upon the skin
How foolish I thought I was the dance
That make the clouds to melt their milk
Ah but the music still play, my love
And thornbird refuses to cry
Refuses to fly
Until you come again, until I live
For a man must live before he dies.
Then speak no more in silence what is true
Nor dance alone behind the fence of dream
I am awake where sleep longs to break through
And give that Midas all my broken screams
Shall gold be cold as ice evermore
Shall winter's milk not sail the barren tongue
The thornbird finds no trees on sandy shore
The song is phoenix ash in its lung
O let me touch the garment where virtue leaps
O let me one jolt of memory that love may keep
A song to sing to where virgins weep
The silence of the fusing flesh, the joy time reaps