Visions Dream Poems

In early morning dawn
when dreams invade
the peaceful mind
becoming like a active volcano
of visions and colours
of faces and places
some familiar others not
explosive situations
or serene peaceful locations
some...

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That funny smile
that laugh so sweet
those tiny precious
hands and feet

Just two years old
and full of joy
oh how I loved
that little boy

He stole my heart
then went...

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                        In...

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It's on one of those cold Bengaluru evenings
When you've begun to contemplate
About how your life has led you to this point
of desolation.
Who are you and...

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A beat up club with a broken sign 
‘Dreamers wanted! Dead or alive. ‘
Blood overlay on the stage,
I could see how it was; 
Music pulsating;
Rhythmic...

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A whisper gently in the night 
One that sweetly lingers into daylight 

And into days, weeks, months, and years 
Quietly walking in faith and extirpating...

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snowflakes mingling
sleigh bells jingling

under rooftops sparkling with snow
visions of gifts and gingerbread
fill children's dreams, asleep in bed
hoping that Santa soon will show 

visions of gifts...

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“Visions of sugar plums danced in their heads”…..
Teddy’s eyes fluttered, he saw gingerbread men dancing.
He was too tired to get up, so he allowed himself...

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"The White Noise Bukowski" 

Dreams
are playing fields
where scenarios 
can be altered 
at the whim 
of the voyeur.

sometimes
“they” come to you 
in dreams
and your time 
is...

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I was an active and happy person, whose sole hobby was collecting treasures,
As night collects vast amounts of silver, with its precious moonlight measures.

I loved...

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I see them in the dank and dark
advancing in the midnight’s glare,
slithering back from daylight’s spark.

I lie awake in dark and stare
at visions, long past...

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I endure the trials of day
To embrace the veil of night
For only in my dreams
Can my world be set right 

With these hours comes insight...

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"Haunted"


kept in suspense

the pastoral 
disappeared
dreams and visions 
are seldom all 
that they ever seem 

Love meets in 
cerebellum blue 
Forest of Arden 
to twirl around...

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The Gift of Afflatus

Often I had crossed her path.  She had been on my mind; a natural beauty some might say.  These thoughts...

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I have followed
many a rainbow;
as with that illusive
dream have tried
to hold on~ so, one
morning, as the
sun was rising, a beam
I planned to capture--
thinking some light
a...

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