Fantasies Poems

Fantasies

Peerless paintings mystically mingle.
Bells of my shrines rhythmically jingle.
Hues of heaven and earth amalgamate.
Logic and love lawlessly agitate.

I see Morpheus moving around my mind.
Celestial scenes are craftily designed.
With wings of poppies Minerva hovers.
Saraswati showers seamless powers.

Monsoons recover all drought-driven cracks.
Nightmares consummate with sweet-dream climax.
Ripples, in the lake of my mind, stir on.
Blissfully, myriad rainbows are

Fantasies Of The Future

Fantasies Of The Future

Are Often Hilariously
Uncanny In Terms Of
Technology…
But Don’t Get
People Right.

REAL
People Are Always:
Jaded And Boring
And Full Of
“So What?”

Georgie Porgie
“VERY Well, 
Thank You!”
Caught A Gist
Of The Tendencies…

But All The Numbers
WRONG.

IT's An Easy Riddle.
I’d Ask You Not
To Report Me…
But You Certainly
Will.

You're Not That Stupid,
DARLING.

-Gray Squirrel
07-15-2025

Boyhood Dreams

A wellspring of 
	Eternal joy
Unfolds within
	A little boy
He schemes and 
	Dreams in
		Fantasies
Things no man
	Could ever be
But somewhere in
	His youthful eye
The boy must know
	The man will die

A DECREPIT JELLYFISH DREAMER

Many mountains, seas, women, and dollars made
But for you only was each moment played
An aged wine flask, your decrepit skin cracks
As flaccid muscles bend your creaking back
Hard hammer toes hamper your stiff walking style
Toilet king, bilious bombard of bile
Fog obscures your mind, only to rise again
Wishing for many things which might have been
Stung as by

Fairy Forest

Journey through forest of evergreen ecstasy 
Love is sensual seed planting you planting me
Emerald hugs enchanting 
Hearts that sing fly and denim dream 
Floating with fuchsia fairy wings 

Eyes that wink blink purple please
Fulfilling needs creating fantasies 
As breeze from lips to hips curvy and free
Blowing mind trees 
Thoughts fall like leaves

Creating a carpet of

Night Fantasies

As night spills over 
my dreams begin to take flight
Into the dark I go  
absorbed 
inside 
 interior realms  
of Pure Divine Light ! 

Expialidocious Love

Wonderful love dreams thrilled young Cali.
She sung of such with good friend, Sally.
Extraordinary and precocious,
her thoughts felt expialidocious.

Expialidocious were heart thumps.
Precocious fantasies raised goosebumps.
Sally thought her love, fragalistic.
Cali said, "joy's not fatalistic."

For Cali, hushed love was great enough.

The Fantasies of Sirens

The bullets did not fly into the wind,
They struck, leaving indelible scars,
Blood on the pavement, pain in impure souls,
The bodies fall, but the eyes remain wide open.
The pains we hide become a torment for the oppressed,
A cry that screams the truth of injustice.
They call it an accident, but the accident is a clean version,
A lie

In my deepest fantasies

In my deepest fantasies
I am onstage singing with Glenn Hughes

We are doing the Deep Purple songs together
Both playing bass

The crowd is cheering and yelling
Giving us all their love 

And then it’s time for the bass solo
Glenn points to me and says go!

I shred the strings and bring the o-bass to life
Nothing could be finer

Then I

In My Deepest Fantasies

Sudden was the descent of poetry on me
I tottered under its weight
My body heated up like the sun
A frying egg yolk on the pan
My blood started burning…. burning

A strange madness crept across my senses
Intoxicated as by an excess dose of ale
Or drunk with the vintage wine
Or by some mystical disengagement
I started levitating

Wings sprouted up suddenly

In My Deepest Fantasies

Sunday cockcrow nascent promulgate aural essays reveal,
laissez-faire luscious lustrous buoyant  raptures,
radio behemoth prompt to that untamed erudite fantasist,
me the one possessing rippled rampant penchant,
for titanic exploit extraordinaire beyond dimension heftiness,
 a stimulant patently innocuous to an undogmatic eardrum,
such as pioneering covalent cinematic caper summoned thus,
embedded in a verge careener  pageant piece,
the mosaic rimmed

In My Deepest Fantasies

        My deepest fantasies to introspect :
        From where I have come ? Why and where to reach ?
         It’s beyond perception and intellect !
        

My Deepest Fantasies

My deepest fantasies are high.
Into the deep I would not go.
In them, I'd soar with birds in sky
and watch all things that are below.

All on my own, I long to fly.
My deepest fantasies are high.
I’d drift with wind where I’d belong,
and with wind's whispers, I would sigh.

No revelries of wealth have I.
I’d rather lift like

In My Deepest Fantasies

I lie myself down in silence and close my eyes.
Imagine I'm flying high in majesties skies
Over open seashores as sounds of waves rise.

Embracing the breast and scent of land
With the nascent sun towards inland,
Sunflowers, butterflies around grassland.

Enjoying the sunshine melting into my dream
As umber twigs reach upward into space of cream.
Nature's music beams among earths

In My Deepest Fantasies

A pegged round point gleams a dream as a passerby
pauses briefly at some display of hearts. Creams alot
 enchanted in velvety reds filled with sweet treats that
 address the same in my deepest fantasies. Employed by
 the Creatures that slither their way, shading their point in
 passing. Then a heavenly-sent gifts a genteel speaker
drifts a

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