Dream. Poems - Poems about Dream.

There is a hush between the crash of sky and soul— I almost forgot what silence stole his name half-spoken My own heart is unsure if it’s mine Grief echoes softly through measured time footsteps blur on ground not wholly earth or dream— I’m learning that not all ghosts are mean ...

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Take me out back, I'll face the other way, Lay me on the floor, Help me gain my balance, So you can hurt me more. Treat me like a dog, kick me till I bleed, Watch me come back to you, And lay at your feet. Call it love, call it loyalty, call it anything but what it really is— a craving to be needed even in the breaking. I...

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It was a dewfresh morn that I set sail into the aqua sea I was flying over blue crashing waves and met a whale above in the sky birds called out crying !...

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Last Dance One grows with adventure true anticipations across a lonely sea but logically my work is safe tuck away in Anthology Fate published and quoted by millions all over the world so far just three they are No Matter What one two my Piano Teacher and Roses Are Red Violet are Blue...

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Written: July 23, for Contest by Broan Strand ************** ischemia d r ...

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if erst fears no longer nonplus ~ why does trance have a grip on us...

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In the depths of night, when silence intertwines with the eternal dream, A dance of shadows is born beneath the sky full of fragile stars. Let my love be a hidden treasure in the heart of silence, In the sanctuary of the soul, a place where only desires breathe. In this invisible universe, I call you with whispers of...

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We die a little bit Each day and each night As we live every minute Gleeful or glum under the light. We die in our sleep And rise again if we’re lucky And blessed. This is deep Few people are truly canny or savvy. Believe not in all the glitters When it’s time to go or to depart Gravity behaves like deadly creatures. We die every...

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Those We Love ...

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Eat enough of the ocean. And no one can haunt you. Follow the seashells. As if they are keys to the ice cream shop? Sleep enough on your own time. And the skills you kept will untether. Organic movements. Sailing and flowers spring up. Cracked bottom of the boat. Nothing gets through. Unless it’s not a dream. So be dreamy. So be dreamless. Empty of sleep. Seeping through. Everything. Sleeping through...

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You are a Child of light, my love. born in shadow, but you became the sun. Levitated like an immortal, from the captivated grounds grew as a rose in the concrete cracks of the bloody cold streets You are a Child of Light, my angel torn from the roots that were interwined in your veins The devil played its riddles, but...

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I sit alone where the gravestones moan    And wicked winds wail wild Where willows weep and shifting shadows creep    And the dark is deep and defiled Ghostly sighs where the lantern light dies    Death spoke my name in a sable rain With a voice both grave and grim Tapped his bone on the cold gravestone As a...

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She sees through her closed eyes Whispers of the universe awaken her soul Even when she's asleep! She travels in Astral world She goes places with her eyelids closed! She's the eyes that sees all. The ears that hears silence rhythms! On the tallest mountains She walks tall. She's lowered yet heightened She's the tale from ancient stories. She remembers her...

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7 lines /7syllables ______________ she was touched by a phantom becoming a phantom too both boarded coral carriage wheels grate cobble streets in mist opera seats were waiting then to swirl on dancing floor she relished escaping hours ...

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I focus on the image of a stunning woman’s pose against a hue-tinged skyline canvas so mesmerising in its otherworldly scope that dream mirror brochure lure dashed by thunderstorms and rain...

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