For life is but a dream whose shapes return, some frequently, some seldom, some by night and some by day.
quote by James Thomson
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Life Is Just a Dream
Life is just a dream
We dream of beautiful
Things.
Like roses and crystal
Springs.
Life is just a dream
Filled with love and
Heartaches..
Life is just a dream
Of beautiful places
And things..
Life is just a dream
Like the beauty of the
Night,
With stars hanging
Like strings,
Twinkling in the night..
Life is just a dream
With love coming
Atcha like a magnet
To slip away like
As thief in the night.
Life is just a dream
Filled with laughter
And woes.
Life is just a dream
Filled With riches of the
World..
Too tears and regrats.
Life is just a dream
Filled happiness and
Sadness..
Life is just a dream
Like rain on a rainy
Day..
poem by Carolyn Sears
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Dream Love
Dream love, dream universe, dream come true.
Dream power, dream energy, dream eternity.
In dream you can fly forever
And never miss a turn,
In dream you can spread your wings
And know where to turn.
Dream sunrise, dream sunset, dream together.
Dream you, dream me, dream each other.
In dream the world is clear forever
And theres no return.
In dream you can love forever
And theres no return.
Dream power,
Dream reality,
Dream together. (theres no return)
In dream you can fly forever
And never miss a turn,
In dream you can spread your wings
And know where to turn.
Dream, dream, dream.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Return Trip
I will return to my place of Birth
To that place before Mother Earth
I will return to that Day of Awakening
To that Day of a New Beginning
I will return to my very first Sun
My very first Moon, my very first Star
I will return to that place that never was far
I will return to the land of the Beautiful,
the Good, the Grateful
Where there is nothing to forgive
For there is no sin
Where there is no regret
Life is what you dream
Where Innocence is never put to test
Where all is Sacred and blessed with Happiness
I will return to my place and time of Birth
I will return
I am not Cursed
poem by Sonya Florentino
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The dog has seldom been successful in pulling man up to its level of sagacity, but man has frequently dragged the dog down to his.
quote by James Thurber
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Watching For Shapes
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Influences now are things that are all around me
Changing shape as they move around in an open mind
Coloured in by the images I find
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
Like electric sparks they danced by an open mirror
Closing doors never looking round but its not goodbye
Theyll be there till Im taken out I know
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
In my mind theres a space thats full of painted pictures
Things I did that I went through, but cant recall
Now and then theres a flash of the unknown
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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Simple, Seldom and Sad
Simple, seldom and sad
We are;
Alone on the Halibut Hills
Afar,
With sweet mad Expressions
Of old
Strangely beautiful
So we're told
By the Creatures that Move
In the sky
And Die
On the night when the Dead Trees
Prance and Cry.
Sensitive, seldom and sad -
Sensitive, seldom and sad -
Simple, seldom and sad
Are we
When we take our path
To the purple sea -
With mad, sweet Expressions
Of Yore,
Strangely beautiful,
Yea, and More
On the Night of all Nights
When the sky
Streams by
In rags, while the Dead Trees
Prance and Cry,
sensitive, seldom and sad -
sensitive, seldom and sad.
poem by Mervyn Peake
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All I Have To Do Is Dream
Dream, dream dream dream, dream, dream dream dream
When I want you in my arms,
When I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream
When I feel blue in the night,
And I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine,
Any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz,
Im dreamin my life away
I need you so that I could die,
I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream, dream
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine,
Any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz, i
m dreamin my life away
I need you so that I could die,
I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream (repeats out)
song performed by by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Fly Into This Night
First the high and then a low
Getting ero-mantic vertigo
In the rain then the drought
Thats what loving you is all about
Fly, fly into this night
And rectify my dreams
I, I love you more than life
Though seldom Im serene
Feel the cold in the heat
Im questioning my blind fidelity
Love is sweet love is tart
Loving you is a crime when were apart
Fly into this night
And still my fantasies
I love you more than life
Through seldom Im at peace
song performed by by Gino Vanelli
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Dream
Dream, dream dream dream, dream, dream dream dream
When I want you in my arms, when I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream
When I feel blue in the night, and I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine, any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz, I'm dreamin' my life away
I need you so that I could die, I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream, dream
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine, any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz, I'm dreamin' my life away
I need you so that I could die, I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream (repeats out)
song performed by by REM
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All I Have To Do Is Dream
When I want u in my arms when I want u and all your charms whenever I want u
All I have to do is drea-ea-ea-m,dream,dream,dream
When I feel blue in the night and I want u to hold me tight whenever I want u
All I have to do is drea-ea-ea-m
I can make u mine taste your lip some wine anytime night or day
Only trouble is gee whiz(? )
Im dreamin my life away
I need u so that I could die I love u so
And that is why whenever I want u all I have to do is
Drea-ea-ea-m,dream,dream,dream,drea-ea-ea-m,dream,dream
Whenever I want u all I have to do is drea-ea-ea-m
I need u so that I could die I love u so and that is why whenever I want u all
I have to do is drea-ea-ea-m,dream,dream,dream,drea-ea-ea-m
Dream,dream
Whenever I want u all I have to do is drea-ea-ea-m.........
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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I Had A Dream
I had a dream last night
Last night I had a dream
Everything was black and white
And it smelled like gasoline
We stood in the corner
And I held you tight
I kissed your mouth
Till my head got light
Last night when I had a dream
I had a dream last night
Last night I had a dream
Birds were flying left and right
Thru the light of a movie screen
Everyone was looking
For something to do
I even thought
I had a chance with you
Last night when I had a dream
song performed by by John Prine
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To attempt to superimpose its views through the exercise of force, is seldom the part of intelligence; it is frequently the part of ignorance.
quote by Paul Harris
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Frequently the wood are pink
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Frequently the wood are pink—
Frequently are brown.
Frequently the hills undress
Behind my native town.
Oft a head is crested
I was wont to see—
And as oft a cranny
Where it used to be—
And the Earth— they tell me—
On its Axis turned!
Wonderful Rotation!
By but twelve performed!
poem by Emily Dickinson
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Something Is Wrong
something is wrong
but i don't know what.
with in my life
with in my way's.
something is missing
is it my heart
who ruine my night
who ruine my day's
i passing my night
by counting the stars
i wishing you
with in dream's
with in my pray's
something is wrong
is it that time
or is it my words
which blackend the paper
and think himself a lay
(a short lyric or narrative poem)
so just give back my nights,
just return my days
just return my all dreams
just give back my pray
do you hear!
whatever i say
Because I Am
Because I am your star
life shines in the sky
night loves to sleep late
the day closes its eyes
If you want be my star
become alive on earth
become the night’s lover
be a man in the dawn
Because I am your dream
life pierces in your mind
the night gazes into your soul
the day takes its stroll
If you want be my dream
seed life in my arms
pour passion in the night
transform the days into flowers
Because I am your warmth
life swims in your blood
night overflows your heart
the day longs for the night
If you want be my warmth
allow blood to come alive
shed the night from the heart
the day caresses the night
You and I are in love
me and you in the night
If you are my dream
I become reality
You and I are in love
in the night, you and me
If I am a real women
you pass into eternity
poem by Silviu Craciunas
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Anatomy Of A Dream
It amazes me how a dream
Is contrived from reality;
Fine-tuned to a subconscious scheme
played out nightly, surreally.
Take any dream for example:
It most frequently manifest
Itself via random samples
Of recall that had been suppressed
Which the subconscious mind reveals
Through abstract sensations expressed
Involuntary and unreal-
Most forgettable more or less
Are these colored and black and white
Series that’s conjured every night.
poem by Albert Ahearn
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Return!
RETURN, return! all night my lamp is burning,
All night, like it, my wide eyes watch and burn;
Like it, I fade and pale, when day returning
Bears witness that the absent can return,
Return, return.
Like it, I lessen with a lengthening sadness,
Like it, I burn to waste and waste to burn,
Like it, I spend the golden oil of gladness
To feed the sorrowy signal for return,
Return, return.
Like it, like it, whene'er the east wind sings,
I bend and shake; like it, I quake and yearn,
When Hope's late butterflies, with whispering wings,
Fly in out of the dark, to fall and burn--
Burn in the watchfire of return,
Return, return.
Like it, the very flame whereby I pine
Consumes me to its nature. While I mourn
My soul becomes a better soul than mine,
And from its brightening beacon I discern
My starry love go forth from me, and shine
Across the seas a path for thy return,
Return, return.
Return, return! all night I see it burn,
All night it prays like me, and lifts a twin
Of palmed praying hands that meet and yearn--
Yearn to the impleaded skies for thy return.
Day, like a golden fetter, locks them in,
And wans the light that withers, tho' it burn
As warmly still for thy return;
Still thro' the splendid load uplifts the thin
Pale, paler, palest patience that can learn
Naught but that votive sign for thy return--
That single suppliant sign for thy return,
Return, return.
Return, return! lest haply, love, or e'er
Thou touch the lamp the light have ceased to burn,
And thou, who thro' the window didst discern
The wonted flame, shalt reach the topmost stair
To find no wide eyes watching there,
No wither'd welcome waiting thy return!
A passing ghost, a smoke-wreath in the air,
The flameless ashes, and the soulless urn,
Warm with the famish'd fire that lived to burn--
Burn out its lingering life for thy return,
Its last of lingering life for thy return,
Its last of lingering life to light thy late return,
Return, return.
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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She Touches A Sad String Of Soft Recall
Return, return! all night my lamp is burning,
All night, like it, my wide eyes watch and burn;
Like it, I fade and pale, when day returning
Bears witness that the absent can return,
Return, return.
Like it, I lessen with a lengthening sadness,
Like it, I burn to waste and waste to burn,
Like it, I spend the golden oil of gladness
To feed the sorrowy signal for return,
Return, return.
Like it, like it, whene'er the east wind sings,
I bend and shake; like it, I quake and yearn,
When Hope's late butterflies, with whispering wings,
Fly in out of the dark, to fall and burn-
Burn in the watchfire of return,
Return, return.
Like it, the very flame whereby I pine
Consumes me to its nature. While I mourn
My soul becomes a better soul than mine,
And from its brightening beacon I discern
My starry love go forth from me, and shine
Across the seas a path for thy return,
Return, return.
Return, return! all night I see it burn,
All night it prays like me, and lifts a twin
Of palmèd praying hands that meet and yearn-
Yearn to the impleaded skies for thy return.
Day, like a golden fetter, locks them in,
And wans the light that withers, tho' it burn
As warmly still for thy return;
Still thro' the splendid load uplifts the thin
Pale, paler, palest patience that can learn
Nought but that votive sign for thy return-
That single suppliant sign for thy return,
Return, return.
Return, return! lest haply, love, or e'er
Thou touch the lamp the light have ceased to burn,
And thou, who thro' the window didst discern
The wonted flame, shalt reach the topmost stair
To find no wide eyes watching there,
No withered welcome waiting thy return!
A passing ghost, a smoke-wreath in the air,
The flameless ashes, and the soulless urn,
Warm with the famished fire that lived to burn-
Burn out its lingering life for thy return,
Its last of lingering life for thy return,
Its last of lingering life to light thy late return,
Return, return.
poem by Sydney Thompson Dobell
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On The Day Of The Funeral Of Hanan Porat Z' TS'L
ON THE DAY OF THE FUNERAL OF HANAN PORAT Z’Ts”L
You died on a day of irony
The same day the European Union today recognized the ‘Palestinian Authority’ as a ‘Democracy’
Another sign the dream you lived your life for
The return of all of Eretz Yisrael
Apparently will not completely be-
Yet the life
With all its longing, sacrifice and heroism,
With its all realization of a dream of return,
With the exile of childhood and the years of study and work
And the victory and return of 67’
And the war and wounding of 73’
And the stubborn courage of returning to and building Gush Etzion-
And all the years of teaching Torah
And inspiring others-
An example for ‘Am Yisrael’-
One of our great ones has died-
‘Am Yisrael Lo Alman’
But today ‘yes.’.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Dream Guy
My Dream Guy definitely exist
He’s amazing, charming and *I can’t wait to taste his lips
Whenever I describe my dream guy’s qualities and appearance
Everyone laughed at me and said, ‘keeping dream because that’s the only place where he’ll have existence
At first I didn’t believe in Dream Guys
Yet somehow I managed to see it straight forward in black and white
My dream guy is so blessed for he is God’s greatest creation
And in his eyes I’m exalted because I’m his number one selection
My dream guy and I….we’ve came a long way
I have to speculate that God, himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzles from clay
To the world, here he is this dream guy of mine
I knew one day us would happen….wow I guess now is the time
You entered my life and ever since, things ain’t the same
If you had to leave it would be extremely difficult for I can’t commit to that sort of change
Dream guy and I, let’s do everything to help us last forever
We’ll share memories of our past; enjoying the present as well as prepare for our future.
poem by Anita Khelawan
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