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People are learning to feel more comfortable hearing one another's dreams. It used to be that if you told a dream in public, someone had to make a joke to relieve the tension introduced by that alternative reality.

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Successful Dreams

You must have clear dream in life,
Do search and seek your dream,
Make it a reality one day,
Seek and learn new knowledge and skills.

Never cease to learn each day,
Learning never stop.
Do what you have to do Today,
So you can do what you want to do tomorrow.

Follow Your Heart.
Make and choose good friends or buddies,
They may help you along the Way,
You have to have passion and determination.

To learn new things & put in best effort.
Do not lower your dreams to the level of your abilities.
Instead, raise your abilities to the height of your dreams,
Each successful person must have a dream.

Success never comes to those who sit and stare,
It comes to those only who Act and Dare.
Make Your dream a Reality.
Make your dreams successful one day.

poem by Lawrence Hiung
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I Just Want To Be The One In Your Life

Some people shoot for the stars
Dream upon dream
They long to go far
Chasing their rainbow so high
Wish upon wish
They'll reach for the sky
But I got one little dream
And baby that's all I want
Girl it's up to you
You can make my dreams come true
[Chorus:]
I just want to be the one in your life
For ever, for always
I just want to be the one in your life
For ever , for always
I don't need cheers from the crowd
To make me feel big
To make me feel proud
Darlin just a little touch of your hand
Is all that I need
To feel like a man
And I keep hoping each day
I'll woun't dream my life away
Girl you hold the key
To make my dream a reality
[Chorus 2x]

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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When I was born

When I was born
I could recognize my mother
She introduced me to my father
To my brothers and sisters
They introduced me
To uncle and aunts
I was told
What to do and what not to do
My knowledge of right or wrong
Came from them
Then came the school
Teachers told me,
Two plus two is four
And so on
What they gave was education
They told me
Nobody asked what I wanted to do
What I liked and what I disliked
When I grew up
I found myself
Chained in should and should not
Right and wrong
As told by whomsoever I met
I could never do what I wanted to
I hated and respected people
Because I was told to
I feel chained by do’s and don’t’s
I want to be a free man
Break the shackles created by others
Think and do what I want to
Not to be guided by others
Make my own rules for my life
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Poem If This Love Only Exist In My Dreams Than I Want To Sleep Forever

If this love only exist in my dreams than please do not wake me up
because I'm so deeply involved with this dream that I want it to last forever.
I feel so comfortable when I'm in my dream it almost like I'm in reality
everything feels so real your touch is just so tender your kiss is just so sweet
My word how can this be a dream when it feels so real to me do you feel the same or is it just me, me and my dream
but what kind of life can you have sleeping cause in my dream you the only thing that makes sense
what about other part of my life should I just abandon them because of my dream because of you my so called love or rather soul mate. Every time I wake up reality checks in and remind me of how unhappy I am with you but I am so in love with you, maybe I should spend my days sleeping so please do not wake me up cause I'm so in love with my dream.

poem by Zinhlejobe Sithole
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Sleep Away The Day

We sleep to forget,
to stop the madness,
to make life just a little more bearable,
to make us feel in control,
to make all the bad people go away,

We sleep for the fun of it,
to make our life in a world of our creation,
to remember those who have left us,
to make us feel our imagination come to life,
to feel the magic of life around us,

We sleep to be things were not,
to make us a doctor
to make us an army man
to make us a police officer
to make us the President/Prime Minister

We sleep to feel alive,
to those who say dreams are not real,
i say to you,
do you not feel in your dreams,
do you not get caught in the moment of a dream,
do you not wish you could control reality,
do you not wish for the best in life,

That is why we dream,
to fulfill our wishes,
it is the one place we are gods,
so i say next time you want to give up and die
i say...

Sleep Away The Day!

copyrights 2008: Dustin J. Ross

poem by Dustin Ross
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I'm not comfortable being around too many people. I don't like being out in public too much. I don't like going to bars. I don't like doing celebrity stuff. So most of the characters I play are people who don't always feel comfortable beyond their small circle of friends.

quote by Adam Sandler
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Bangla Desh

My friend came to me, with sadness in his eyes
He told me that he wanted help
Before his country dies
Although I couldnt feel the pain, I knew I had to try
Now Im asking all of you
To help us save some lives
Bangla desh, bangla desh
Where so many people are dying fast
And it sure looks like a mess
Ive never seen such distress
Now wont you lend your hand and understand
Relieve the people of bangla desh
Bangla desh, bangla desh
Such a great disaster - I dont understand
But it sure looks like a mess
Ive never known such distress
Now please dont turn away, I want to hear you say
Relieve the people of bangla desh
Relieve bangla desh
Bangla desh, bangla desh
Now it may seem so far from where we all are
Its something we cant neglect
Its something I cant neglect
Now wont you give some bread to get the starving fed
Weve got to relieve bangla desh
Relieve the people of bangla desh
Weve got to relieve bangla desh
Relieve the people of bangla desh

song performed by by George Harrison
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I dream of...

I dream of a place up above called heaven
I dream of a place where I can rest forever
Where I can be with my family as a kid
Caring about nothing but mom's kiss
And dad's hug
Where I can be the tomboy, spending time with my adorable brothers
I dream of leaving this world peacefully
Forgiven by god and secondly by people
I dream of a reputation that would nourish life after I'm gone
I dream of millions of people coming to my funeral
I dream of an imaginary world emptied of hatred and estrangement
I dream of a windy weather, cold yet does not make me cough
I dream of a time when I can laugh non stop with the people I love the most without having a tragedy later that would make me regret
I dream of a time when I finally settle down somewhere comfortable 100% sure I will never leave
Please god, these are my dreams for once and for all
These all I wish for
If i had one reason to stay,
It would be to obey
And here I am asking for your forgiveness,
And asking you to take my soul whenever you think I'm ready

poem by Zubaida Boland
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The Dreamer's Poet

Dreamers dream
dreaming that
all their dreams are dreams;
and is reality then multiple-shaped
or itself a dream?

If dreams are things not real or true
or don't yet exist
then what does it mean for dreamer to
act upon the dream and bring it forth
into reality?

Was the dream just reality
not yet existent;
in waiting so to speak?

Or was it live
always there
waiting to be discovered?

Seems to me
this is much like a poem;
how the poem comes to be-

unless, of course,
the poet
is a dream too,
outside reality
paradoxical conundrum
don't you see?

And more:
could it be the Dreamer's Poet
in dreaming thus
creates the Poet
and the Poetry
both of which
become Reality
Thus?

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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My Best Conversations

Hearing people complain,
Reminds me of a child...
Who has been told to be patient.
But couldn't.
And did their spoiled routines,
To be seen in public.

'Someone should have whacked him,
Or her on the ass.
But that time has passed.'
Those, of course, are my thoughts.
Kept to myself.

And after learning personally,
That patience with sacrifice...
And the doing of those things,
That were right for me...
Pays in the delivery,
Of unbelievable blessings...
My patience has become short,
With people whining all the time.

It seems my best conversations,
Have been with people...
I discovered had aches and pains,
And at no time with me did they mention them.
Or did they give me a reason to suspect it.
Until I noticed a slight limp when we shared smiles,
To then walk away.

It's still amazes me how many things I find to do,
The moment I hear others begin to make excuses.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Everybody dreams.

Everybody dreams.
Children dream,
Adults dream,
Old people dream.

I dream, too.

I dream about the friends with whom I'll grow old,
I dream about the person whose hands I'll hold,
I dream about being young and in love,
I dream about loved ones, looking down from above.

I dream of the places I'll one day see,
I dream of being wild and free,
I dream of my house, high on the rocks,
I dream of the sand underneath my socks.

I dream of the people I'd love to greet,
I dream of the things I'll say when we meet,
I dream of hearing their voices sing,
I dream of being happy with everything.

I dream of travelling with a map in my hand,
I dream of never coming back to this land,
I dream of finding myself - in sense
I dream of jumping far off this fence.

I dream of any things that one day I'll know,
I dream of the freedom: a dream I won't let go,
I dream of my future and marvel at my pride
As my heart is flying and singing inside.

poem by Twilight Whispers
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Dreams Coming True With Romance

I once dreamed of finding
Prince Charming
But that was only a dream
I never tried to make it a reality

I only focused on my social life
Never on my love life
So it was only dreams of Romance
But I never knew that it was how
It was going to start.

I met you and thought i would
Never happen
So I would have my dreams
And wonder how it would be if it actually
Came to be REALITY.
But I only left it as dreams of romance.

Now I don't have to dream like that
I get to live those dreams and
Cherish every moment
Cause now I found my prince charming

He was in front of me all along
And i didn't realize it until something happened to
Make me do so.
I just can't believe that it started as
Dreams Of Romance
That came true

poem by Christina Conseco
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A Dream Of France

All over France
There was a dream,
It started, like all dreams
From one man.

Then the dream spread
Like a virus,
Until everyone had the dream
And everyone knew the dream.

Soon, the man who first had the dream
Was pushed aside, was shot
By the ones who picked up the dream
To make money from it.

People who did not share the dream,
People who dared to have other dreams...
Well, they were just dirt,
And men and women were killed
And children were re-educated
To worship the dream.

And the dream became a nightmare
But the dream-holders
(Who had abused the dream
Who had added bits onto the dream
Concerning those who did not dream...)
They would not let the dream die.

So it would have ended that way
If somewhere, a new dream had not been dreamed,
Dreamt by one man
For the whole of France.

poem by Jacques du Lumerie
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Validation for colin j

Sometimes I think we should not try
to make our cherished dreams come true
and be content with fantasy.
We must accept reality
Some cherished dreams are doomed to fail.
Because they are not meant to be.
That does not mean we should not dream
For dreams are a necessity
Though they’re not always as they seem
Dreams can protect our sanity
provide escape from every day
repetitive reality.
Dreams can become reality
Though only if they’re meant to be.

31/05/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Growing Up In Public

Some people are into the power of power
The absolute corrupting power, that makes great men insane
While some people find their refreshment in action
The manipulation, encroachment and destruction of their inferiors
Growing up in public, growing up in public
Growing up in public, growing up in public with your pants down
Some people are into sadistic pleasures
They whet their desires and drool in your ears
Theyre quasi-effeminate characters in love with oral gratification
They edify your integrities, so they can play on your fears
Theyre gonna do you in public, cause youre growing up in public
Theyre gonna do it to you in public,
cause youre growing up in public with your pants down
Some people think being a man is unmanly
Some people think that the whole concepts a joke
But some people think being a man is the whole point
And then some people wish theyd never awoke
Up from a dream of nightmarish proportions
Down to a size neither regal nor calm
A prince hamlet caught the middle between reason and instinct
Caught in the middle with your pants down again
Caught in the middle, Im really caught in the middle
Im caught in the middle, caught in the middle deciding about you

song performed by by Lou Reed
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We Sit And Dream

We sit and dream
what our perfect life could be,
unless we do something
about those dreams
they will never become reality.
We have to work on them
every single minute of the day,
for if we don’t
the dreams will disappear away.
My advice on dreams is
if you want them bad enough,
reach out and grasp them,
make them become reality.

21 February 2008

poem by David Harris
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Just Beyond A Dream

Sometimes we have to look
just beyond a dream
to make it happen.
Just beyond reality
to another side.
A place where dreams congregate
before moving into reality.
Just beyond a dream
is where you’ll find them there,
the happiness you seek
to carry you somewhere.
Just beyond a dream.

16 April 2008

poem by David Harris
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Imagine

(spoken) oohh yeah...dark child...shola ama

imagine if i told you that i want you
and imagine if it all came true
tell me what would you do with me
would you tell me that you feel the same
imagine if i told you that i need you
would you say baby i need you too
no matter what you do i know
that you should be in love with me

sometimes i find myself locked in two
secret thoughts hoping they'd come true
sometimes at night i'd feel you lying next to me baby
but these are things that i could never tell you
i can't imagine what you would do
after all you are so far away from me...from me

sometimes it feels just like a fantasy
and i don't know what to do
coz it's always been like a dream to me
to find a love to true
but i know it's only make believe
when i'm picturing me and you
oh one day i know that you'll be
the one that makes my dreams come true

there's a feeling so deep inside
telling me we are meant to me
praying that some day you will come for me...for me
but til then i'm just daydreaming
thinking about the way things could be
but it don't matter
coz you're still so far from me...baby

how can you..be so far from me
how can i...be loving you endlessly
how can we...be so far out of reach
just not the way the way i hoped it would be

song performed by by Shola Ama
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A Dream Be Not

I dream a dream of dreams to be
oh do I dream of such a thing I dream of love peace happiness
but a dream can this be maybe the truth I do not see for this dream can really be reality with your hands joined
in mine that's how my dream can really be reality

poem by Marcus Caqueias
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Dreaming Reality

In the real world, as in dreams,
Nothing is quite as it seems.
To see what we have never seen,
To be what we have never been,
To shed the chrysalis, learn to fly,
Depart the earth, kiss the sky,
To be reborn, be someone new,
Is this a dream or is it true?

Is my life in fact a dream?
Are things not always as they seem?
Are daylight hours reality,
Or do I dream eternally?
In the dream world or the real,
We cannot know what we can't feel.
What is not a dream by day,
Comes to us at night to stay.

Dreams - vivid colors of life,
Or fleeting, obscure, murky strife?
Façade of reality brings,
To the mind, exquisite things:
Love, regret, memories, cheer,
Imagination, even fear.
The lives we live appear, it seems,
To be a dream within a dream.
A long dream of hopeless sorrow,
I'll dream my life again tomorrow.

(27 February 2005)

poem by Richard Stamper
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