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The Nightmares Won't Stop

The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist

Then maybe its fake
Your not drowning in a black lake
Your not being bitten poisonous snake
Your not really awake
It is all in your head
An over active imagination
A mental complication
What a realization
Then comes another sensation

The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist

It also could be
You pinch your skin to see if this is
Your trying to open your eyes
if only to see
Their must be something you missed
Explaining away the possibility of your demise

The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist

Then when that coffin you lie in with spikes comes closed
You'll wake up alive with all your cloths
But look at all holes
Their mere shreds
How is that possible?
A mental transference of the material
Then the question comes did you wake into another dream
This is a sickness and a disease
If only solving it could be a breeze

The nightmares won't stop
The thought process won't drop
You lie on the floor shaking
What is this you see?
Is it a dream or a reality
A question to explain away evil
If it is plausible not to exist

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I Dream Of Nightmares...

I dream of nightmares
under my skin
I dream of nightmares
over and over again
the nightmares I dream
all seem so real
the sound the smell
the touch the feel
I dream of nightmares
in day and night
somehow never filled with fright
I'm always relaxed and very calm
even standing in front of a bomb
the calmness never leaves my soul
because I dream of nightmares
and they never get old

poem by No Reason To Care
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Nightmares

Asian nightmares come from the heavens,
Under the flowers is a soil to grow,
Where nightmares exist,
The folly of horses and different steeds,
In the right path they tread.
Africa has no dream of its own
But that of horses riding, openly dying
When they gallop, stealing the grass and sand
With their enormous hooves.
Nightmares are against the teaching of the public.

poem by Naveed Akram
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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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I'm Losing Sleep Again

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not dream
The nightmares I dream

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not cry
When you wake up to reality

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not believe
You have woken up already

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not stop sleepwalking
Take things slow and steady

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not pretend
I'm sleeping soundly, dear friend

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not lament over
Why I’m losing sleep myself

Sleep soundly, dear
And do not leave me
When you wake up to reality

poem by Dyhanara Rios
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Dream Land

Dream Land
Dream Land
What a wonderful place many have seen
But can’t be.

Dream Land
Dream Land
What a horrible place many have seen
And hoped never to be

Dream Land
Dream Land
Many who saw merriment in thy land
Wished never to wake
But wake they must
And when they do
They’re overwhelmed by
Such a sorrowful joy like never before

Dream Land
Dream Land
Struggling they do
Profusely they sweat
And “Jesus! ” they exclaim
When they finally turn their eyes
From the horrors they saw in thy land

Dream Land
Dream Land
What and where are you?
Some think you exist
While others hope you don’t
Do you really exist?
If you do
Where then are you?
If you don’t
Why then do you show thyself to us?

O Dream Land
While do you show thyself to us?
While we sleep
Can’t we see you with our eyes open?
Or are you a world for the blind?

Dream Land
Dream Land
O Dream Land
Where can we find you?

poem by YoungBen Ulebor
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Then there is the further question of what is the relationship of thinking to reality. As careful attention shows, thought itself is in an actual process of movement.

quote by David Bohm
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Hip Hop Lover

Hip hop, do it til you drop
Dont stop - dont you ever stop
This is it and you know
Im comin free style
To the club to see en vogue
Ill run a country mile
Dope hat combat boots Im comin
Cutie pies
Yo I know en vogue will love me
cause Im too fly
Ill do my jerkin dance make em
Stare yo give a laugh
Ask to dance they look me over
And say oh no well pass
But thats ok Ill just dance
And do my own thang
But when the night is over
Theyll remember wayne wayne
Chorus
Me and my girlfriends broke down to the club
The minute we stepped in
We were being asked to the dance floor
Before I got his name
He was hittin on me strong
But I knew from the conversation
He was a little bit too young
Chorus
Brown leather combat sales tag on his hat
He wore his clothes inside-out (yo mental tip - oh)
He had a funky step and I thought he was so cute
But as far as hooking up with him
He had to come harder than that, yeah
Chorus
When the set was over
We headed out to the car
He politely asked to walk me out
Hes playng good so far
The minute I blinked my eyes
He snuck in a little kiss
So I swung out quick to smack him one
But Im glad I missed
Chorus
The beat may drop but not like all the others
Chorus
Chorus:
Hip hop do it til you drop
Dont stop dont you ever stop
(do it to me baby)
Hip hop do it til you drop
Dont stop dont you ever stop

song performed by by En Vogue
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Man From Pakistan

This man was walking, down by the curb,
He had lost his saddle in the mud.
This guy was crying, tears from his eyes,
Part of his body was paralyzed.
I thought it was a dream.
Strangest thing Ive seen.
Oer and oer and over, til I think I dont exist.
So I went up to him, and asked him what
He was doing, and who he was.
He said his memory had been dilluted,
He said he once was electrocuted.
I thought it was a dream.
Strangest thing Ive seen.
Oer and oer and over, til I think I dont exist.
He said hed come from pakistan,
Where he was beaten by a policeman.
Thats why he walked, a duty crawl.
And acted like he knew it all.
I thought it was a dream.
Strangest thing Ive seen.
Oer and oer and over, til I think I dont exist.

song performed by by Flaming Lips
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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 Juliet, My Love My Dragon-fly

When I dream the dream of paradise
I see a picture of you
And when I dream the dream of love and care
I see a picture of us two

And when I dream a dream of loneliness
I see a shadow on the wall
Looking back at me like
I'm nothing at all

But those dreams a quickly chased away
When I wake up to a sunny day
And I see your pretty face right by my side

When I dream a dream of smiling
The room is full of you
And if I dream a dream of candy land
The sweetest thing is you

And if the nightmare comes along
To say its fond goodbyes
The thought of you will stop it
before those dreams arise

Because with you sharing my bed at night
My dream will always come out right
And tomorrow will always be another day

If I dream a dream while I'm awake
That dream will be of you
If I dream a dream of wedding cakes
I'll dream a dream of you

And when I dream a dream of a loving wife
That dream will be of you
And if I dream a dream of growing old
I'll be growing old with you

And if my dream were ever to come true
I know it will be because of you
And that's the reason that I love you so.

poem by Mbaimbai Phathutshedzo
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Manifesto [ORIGINAL & REVISED]

[REVISED]

Okay – I admit romance does not exist, at least
not in this quaint veracity which claims it has a
place somewhere but rarely ever here

I shall not cry about discovery of circumstance
that fact is non-existent in romance – reality a
chance one does not really have to see

Anyone can prove it lives eternally in dreams, a
never dying sustenance of many Worlds beliefs
with energies too dominant to ever die

If fantasy alive and well then I admit against my
better judgement I’ve been hurt; but add in haste
it does not matter since it truly breathes

In Worlds as infinite or parallel, I do not need the
proof of our reality – a mere perchance of it as
probability enough - the vastness of infinity

allows for every choice and dream or hope and
expectation to exist – I do not need accord to see
romance, or merely mention the ideal -

of fantasy, hopes, & dreams to make it true for me,
I shall avoid reality, live in dreams encompassing
imaginings I’ve always gladly had or harboured to

excess; therefore your attitude, and lack of feeling
means a blank to me; cannot kill the vision I shall
cherish from now on until eternity arrives…

[ORIGINAL]

Okay, I admit, romance does not exist – at least not
in this reality; but the fact that we can dream about
romance is proof it does exist somewhere

I shall not cry about my loss – discovering that
romance is non-existent – reality is only a mirage,
one parallel world amongst many – I do not need

Anyone to prove that romance lives on in our dreams,
nothing can kill it; no negative word, no pain, no dis-
illusionment, can kill the many worlds theory

Where fantasy is alive and well - I admit, against my
better judgement, I have been hurt; but hasten to add
it does not matter since romance is alive and well

In infinite parallel worlds - I do not need proof in our
little world of intersubjective reality – mere possibility
is probability enough - the vastness of infinity

Allows for every choice, dream, hope and expectation
to exist – I do not need you or anybody else to agree
to feel romance; merely mentioning the ideal -

- fantasy, hope and dream - makes it true for me, I shall
leave reality and live within a dream encompassing
every thought, hope and ideal

I have ever harboured; your attitude and being, your lack
of feeling, means nothing to me; cannot kill the vision
I cherish unto eternity…

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Wake Up, Stop Dreaming

Wake up, stop dreaming
The sun is in the sky again
Theres a hole in the ocean
And waters pouring through
Oh, wake up stop dreaming
And wipe the sleep from your eyes
Are you frightened of heights
Are you falling
Chorus:
Wake up stop dreaming
Theres more than just two steps to heaven
Im saying if you wanna get to heaven
Youd better wake up
Wake up, stop dreaming
Im talkin bout dream and reality
Im talkin bout love and brutality
And Im saying wake up
Wake up
Wake up stop dreaming
Before the shutters start to groan
Well its something you said in the noon day sun
But I dont recall,
I dont recall
Wake up stop dreaming
Stop this seeming half reality
Dont turn your face away
Look at me
As you lie sleeping
Someones keeping everything I knew
Dont try to run away
Its all new
Repeat chorus

song performed by by Wang Chung
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Gone

(jon-john)
Youve been in love once before
But never quite like this (no)
And you fall in love more and more
With every single kiss (yeah)
So tell me why do you do the things
That you continue to do
When Im not the one who hurt you so
I wouldnt cheat on you
It cant keep goin on
Like the feeling doesnt exist
Or the one you love will be the one you miss
Then youll dream about love and how it would be
But then youll wake up to reality to find Im gone, Im gone
Then youll start to think and reminisce
coz its my hugs and kisses youll miss
But Im gone, Im gone
You go through life searching for love
And youre lucky if you find (yeah)
Someone who cares about you so
And will never mislead you (no)
But if you hide the way you feel, why do you carry on?
coz I wont stay around to wait on you to make up your mind
It cant keep going on like the feeling doesnt exist
Or the one you love will be the one you miss
Then youll dream about love and how it would be
But then youll wake up to reality to find Im gone, Im gone
Then youll start to think and reminisce
coz its my hugs and kisses youll miss
But Im gone, Im gone
It cant keep going on like the feeling doesnt exist
Or the one you love will be the one you miss
Then youll dream about love and how it would be
But then youll wake up to reality to find Im gone, Im gone
Then youll start to think and reminisce
coz its my hugs and kisses youll miss
But Im gone, Im gone
Then youll dream about love and how it would be
But then youll wake up to reality to find Im gone, Im gone
Then youll start to think and reminisce
coz its my hugs and kisses youll miss
Im gone, Im gone
La la la la la
La la de da
(repeat to end, with chorus in background)

song performed by by Diana Ross
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Will I Dream Of You?

Wish I may
Wish I might
As I lay me down tonight

Stars peep out
Through the night
Shining with their little lights

Will I dream?
Dream of you?
Of everything that we've been through?

Or will the nightmares come again?

Wish I may
Wish I might
As I finally sleep tonight

With the moon
Over head
Resting up above my bed

Will I dream?
Dream of you?
Of everything that could come true?

Or will the nightmares come again?

poem by Autumn Winds
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Midsummer New York

Wake up in the morning, my hands cold in fear.
And midsummer new york my heart shakes in terror.
My heart, my hands, my legs, my mind,
Evrything I touch is shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Wake up in the morning, my beds wet in sweat.
And midsummer new york, scream in the mirror.
And the door, and the chairs, and the floor, and the ceiling,
Evrything you see is aching, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
And you shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Wake up in the morning, my minds dried up in pain.
Midsummer new yorks waiting for the rain.
The window, the trees, the park, the sun,
The whole world s shaking, is shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, oooh.
Shake, oh, shake, oh, shake,
Shake, oh, shake, shake.
Aching, aching, aching, aching, aching,
Oh, its aching, aching, aching, oh, aching,
Aching, aching, oh, its aching, aching, oh, oh.
Shaking, shaking,
Shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake!
Shake, oh, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake.
Shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake, shake.
Ooh, oh, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, aching, oh, oh, aching, aching, aching, aching.
Shake, shake, shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Shaking, ooh, oh, shaking, oh, shake,
Oh, oh, shaking, shaking, shaking, shaking,
Oh, oh, shaking, shake, shake, shake, shake,
Shake, shake, shake,
Shake!
Oh, oh, oh, shake, shake.

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Midsummer New York

song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Evil Created by God?

Challenged with this university question,
One researched Truth's 'whole confession.'

How many, to such a question, might dare say yes;
If God created evil then He is evil, one might guess.

But, then, one student did profoundly asked:
'Tell me professor, does cold exist to last...? '

The professor replied, 'Of course it exists.'
What was this brassy student's logic, or gist?

Amazingly, the bold student retorted, 'That's not true.'
'With laws of physics, cold is the absence of heat (for you) .'

All can succumb to a proven study, as energy will transmit.
Cold does not exist; the word only describes how we feel, to fit.

The calm student continued, 'Sir, does darkness exist? '
The confident professor retorted, 'Of course it does.'

The student replied, 'Again, Sir, that's not right;
Darkness is actually the absence of the Light.'

Newton 's prism is used to break light into colours of aura.
Wavelengths cannot measure an unilluminated area.

The light's ray can break a world of darkness, illuminating it.
Darkness is termed to describe the absence of light, present.

Finally the youth asked, 'Sir, does evil exist? '
A bit unsure the man said, 'Of course (not wanting to resist) .'

At last the youth replied, 'Evil does not exist Sir (neath God's rod) .'
Evil does not exist 'unto itself, ' it is simply the absence of God.'

'God did not create evil, He created beings with free-choice.'
The youth was Albert Einstein; I am 'only relating his voice.'

poem by ArmourQuill Hunter
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Welcome to my dreamworld

There you stood
In front of me

You smiled
I couldn’t breathe

You took my breath away
An amazing moment
A moment to remember

Your eyes
The way you walk and talk

So breathtaking
When you walk by
The earth underneath me is shaking

I almost faint
At the sight of you

Then you wrap your arms around me
Preventing me from falling to a thousand pieces
Lying crumbled on the floor

You make me melt
Like snow underneath the warm sun

I just want to say
I love you so

Then I wake up in reality
A world were you are to good to be true

A world were someone like me
Doesn’t get a chance with a person like you

So welcome to my dream world
A world were Cinderella does exist
A world were the prince on the white horse still has a chance

Welcome to fiction
Were nothing is unimaginable

poem by Serenity Fay
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Unrealistic Dream?

i had a dream that i was king
i had a dream that nothing could stop me
i had a dream that i could fly
when i awoke from that dream
i had already fallen
i was just a peasant
everyone including myself had stopped me
i tried to fall back asleep
tried to forget what was real
and learn what's not
but every time i tried to go back
back to that world
every time i managed to grasp what little i had left of it
reality pinched me awake
i had a dream that i was happy
how do i make that reality?

poem by Michael Secrets
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Dream a Dream