Dreamers Poems - Poems about Dreamers

We were witches brewing potions from twigs and berries in our backyards Amateur astronomers wide eyed under the stars We were royalty having tea in makeshift tents in our living room floors Children with limitless imagination We were kings of the world Never knowing the existence of locked doors We were told our whole lives that those envelopes were...

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She's taller bolder than the rest She repsesents the human nature, In heart her kindness dosen't hurt Some say beauty in black beauty in luck You see beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder Everyone deserves to be loved Everything deserves to be observed I cherish every beauty in nature Things that can't be measured ...

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The world is not made for dreamers, creatives, artists those who are guided by emotions and passion so many how have talent crushed by the systems instead of nurtured so few can make it for there dreams crushed ...

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Near ocean surf, buds bloom. Duet-sashay in silky dress. Side to side sway of locks. Teeny feet in tall grass. Brunette and strawberry blonde. Pinwheel-limbs like pale ballerinas. Midnight-bare without glass, Fairy-soles in overgrown freesia. Sisters in momentum of glee. Brushed eyes, opened and closed. Dreamers adrift on waft canvas. Ebb-flow of pink stars, superimposed. ...

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Two lovers walk intertwined watching the waves as they roll across the endless shore. Their love for each other unbreakable and eternal. The lovers’ hearts so interlaced they beat as one instead of two. Together in life, in death, into what comes beyond. The lovers walk a singular path, a path that is certain to have...

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What do you think about when you stare at the sky? Thinking about tomorrows or of the days gone by? Maybe you hear angels greeting those who have gone, While I feel the teardrops of those kept here too long. Are your dreams...

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In the vast and verdant landscape of African literature, a constellation of luminous stars once shone bright, their radiant light illuminating the complexities of a continent’s soul. O Achebe, Awoonor, Mongo Beti, Ama Ata Aidoo, Peggy Oppong, Dennis Brutus, Kwesi Brew, etc.! So these Chroniclers of the Human Experience and Visionaries of the Written...

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All my life, I’ve ran from what is, Out of fear, but hope too, For my minutes with you are short. I run for You, I run towards you, afraid that all Of us are broken, the Clock does not mend lives, It just breaks us again, so I Will keep running, I have Dreams, I’ve lovingly dreamed, I run after them for those of Us that...

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Perfectly lay in slumber lanD Ethereally captured and calmeR And you just ease into snoozE Captivate then relax the amygdalA Eiderdown, softness, bold yet disarM Feathers forever act to blur edgE Unveil, dreamscape, sleep, safely wandeR Life overwhelms though dreams decompresS...

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you hold me as if suspended in thin air the comfort of free fall in perfect safety I sleep soundly on this plain we cast shadows are real perhaps we should question...

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‘Blessed I was to be young in an age of charmed dreamers.’ Childhood in suburbia wanting for nothing; Kickball and flashlight tag ‘til dinner was set; Be home by the time the neighborhood’s lit. Painting the sky with the glow in our eyes no worries we were just free to be kids; Talking we always wished that...

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Close your eyes my friend and you might once again hear our laughter clinging to the breeze that moves through the open windows of childhood memories. Take a deep breath and smell the sweet scent of alfalfa dancing down Fourth Street at dusk, the apple blossoms of spring, or the rich earthy scent of freshly...

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The dreamers She has fallen asleep in the living room, watching TV I feel guilty should have joined her, but soap opera, do my head in Now, I am going to sit near her on the sofa and when she wakes up She will think I have been sitting there all the time She will be happy and hold my...

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Red is in the flower beds of roses, petunias and carnations, Blooms dream in magical moonlight, now that stars are out, And permeate a deep, black night, with burgundy fragrance! Amidst the rich pearl dewdrops, breezes are scattered about, As fond reveries of bronzed sunshine, under pale stars flout!...

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The Unknown Dreamer David J Walker I saw myself in a rerun of the Johnny Carson show from 1974 with five more guests before I would blow through the curtains and take a bow Oh I remember how he announced my name clearly and then went Into...

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