Dreamed Poems - Poems about Dreamed

I dreamed I was in Café Terrace with Toulouse-Lautrec. We were downing glass after glass of orange triple sec. And quite drunk, he muttered something that shocked me so ~ he intimated he'd eaten the ear of Vincent van Gogh! And then I was startled awake ~ with my bloody sunflower bed sheet wrung around my neck. ...

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Joy, wisdom and power along with will to create magic manifesting ripples emoting our pure intent, that unfolds in linear time as the innate freedom we enjoy, is the being-ness of our consciousness. Surfing lucid dreams of our heart’s desire, we’re both the subject and the object but know it not since we’re in trance, freed from which when we are still, by slowing flow of thoughts, that ceasing to...

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As entity in the dream we conjure we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance In bondage to illusions we ourselves streamed In hopes of escaping a reality that is unredeemed How do we exchange one prison for another Even if one seems better than the other In...

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Line of inquiry: as an entity in the dream we conjured we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance in bondage to illusions we ourselves streamed Stop, my friend Rest your heart Seek the peace that lives Inside those who simply believe Inside those who seek God’s will Stop, my friend Listen...

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"as an entity in the dream we conjured we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance in bondage to illusions we ourselves stream" ~ Unseeking Seeker D r e a m s when draped by the dreamed, connected to the inner consciousness, is a manifestation~ of etched m a...

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Dreamer and the dreamed If a dreamer but dreams Surely he will sit in the clouds Recalling a moment Unfurling a shroud For I am the dreamer And you are the dreamed A dream of all dreams A dream within a dream Softly I roll to the edge And fall silently into the mist ...

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Written: February 19, 2025 For contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker Line of inquiry: as an entity in the dream, we conjured we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance in bondage to illusions we ourselves streamed ...

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Once, a boy heard a fairy tale. He repeated the story until he became the story and forgot that it was "make believe". Soon, it became reality, and not a dream. The world echoed his tale. He became a man, and new chapters were written, with plot twists. He was so busy moving the plot along, he could see or hear nothing else. One...

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The turning wheel of time stirs up the dust of disarray, that settles in the crumbling cauldron of disordered life of illusion. In the maiming moments of disdained dejection, truth tumbles in the mélange of disorientation chaos. Under the fantasy firmament psyche in desertic isolation, embedded in mindscape imagery, suffering desiccated and lonely, searches for a novel niche in self-constructed reverie to get a...

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The dream that a dreamer dreams is his whim as the dreamer the one he dreamed is him both the hero and the rival in a play he can break the trance even overly grim. Manifestation of our suppressed desires the soul to a realm secretly aspires be it an illusion or a fantasy when the mind with the spirit conspires. Illusion...

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I remember the tossing and turning, the airless breaths- aching my body with desire. I remember the pleasure of my vexed lips whenever I'd utter your name. And while the parting sorrow of our last embrace haunts the shadows of my mind, I have yet to let you go in my fantastic memory. And still, my being mourns the loss of your stretching impression. In the...

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Line of Inquiry... as an entity in the dream we conjured we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance in bondage to illusions we ourselves streamed We slip between bed sheets and a spell is cast Fast asleep in realms of a conscious mind, finding we're on a...

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(I was missing a line, so I had to fix that) Line of inquiry: "as an entity in the dream we conjured we know not we are both the dreamer and dreamed how then may we wake up when we are in trance in bondage to illusions we ourselves streamed" -Unseeking Seeker Philosophers have pondered: Is life a dream? And if that’s...

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What am I to do in the dream I have spun, where I am both maker and made in one breath? No step I may take is beyond what I’ve traced, no voice in the dark is but echoes of mine. If waking depends on the knowledge of chains, then does my awareness unravel their...

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Although we dream in our sleep, it is not always remembered. I'd like to dream a thought that enhances my day. A dream that keeps me smiling as my life takes on its journey. I don't want nightmares as they cloud your mind, and takes away the joys. No, I'd like to dream the joy of meeting the...

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