Dreams Poems - Poems about Dreams

... Love is the water of life. Drink it down with heart and soul. - Rumi I remember the nights I swiftly swerved oceanic songs with olive shells on sandy shores, look......Read the rest...

...Ephesians 1:7 (KJV) “In whom we have redemption through his blood, the forgiveness of sins, according to the riches of his grace;” A song played. Melody, rhythms of beautiful, The tune was wrong......Read the rest...

... Your flushing face winsome in the wild wind, the ebony strands of hair insolent, flutter unbridled. Some swirl squally, threading the gushing gale, on the ivory forehead their lattice capture......Read the rest...

... “Some Other Poet, White Iris” When I look in the mirror what do I see? I question existential questions and fiction, my eyes are the eyes of another staring back at me, ......Read the rest...

... The dazzling dawn lights up my heart’s horizon, spreads the sensuous spectrum of luring longing on the gorgeous blooming garden flushed with my love, swathing the facsimile of your florid fac......Read the rest...

...Line of Inquiry “I wasn’t sure what it was he said but it meant a lot to me.” When there was still day light lingering, And the wind was upon the leaves, And every leaf trembled at its touch, ......Read the rest...

...I find myself drifting through a galaxy of dreams.... Each one presented with endless possibility ... Fresh new worlds before me thriving in infinite color, direction and depth, awaiting my com......Read the rest...

... For those for whom life is a waste simple pleasures lose their taste Dreams and butterflies never chased their Rubicon crossed in criminal haste ......Read the rest...

...In whispered words, on parchment old, Or campfire tales beneath the stars, Stories unfold, a world untold, Where hearts take flight and leave their scars. From grand adventures, battles bold,......Read the rest...

...When I open my eyes at quiet dawn, I see my dreams glide in the horizon. If my dreams soft as petals of flower, luminous, scintillating, bright they are, They shine in their captivating bower, ......Read the rest...

...I love chocolate soup the best! Served after a hefty meal. There’s always room for dessert When it comes to poetry. So sickly sweet it can heal All forms of ailments. Perhaps it’s not so ......Read the rest...

... Dark, sexy, ebony eyes that light up, sparkle and twinkle. Tender lips, as tempting as red, sensuous, burgundy wine. On your handsome face, not even one, creeping, aging wrinkle. Wish......Read the rest...

... there is an art to s i l e n c e, a beauty in its presence, when a natural choice from the fragility of b u t t e r f l i e s, to the ......Read the rest...

...Colour my soul black, Tonight with your hatred, Colour my rose black, Tonight with your fate! You were the rainbow, I looked up to You were the light; the hope I clinged to! Colour my d......Read the rest...

...When the past tears apart the courageous, leaving… Bloodstained bodies – trembling tears, silence, Nightmares, grief and no reassurance or relief, In the distance, so much disbelief, where......Read the rest...