Goodbye to the night...
Distant echos invade my thoughts
A constant memorial of eternal desolation
A thousand times I've wandered these dreams
Such a haunting reminder of past lives lived
The memory of your smile feeds my appetite
A pulse of delight with every memory of you
The whisper of a gentle breeze sings your name
A thousand lifetimes lived with your essence
Every dance with you etched into my being
Each dream a spark of light in eternal darkness
No warmth remains except the memory of you
Emptiness overwhelms with no tears left to cry
A lost and lonely soul doomed to eternal dreams
My conscience heavy with the burden of blame
Am I the one who squandered Nirvana away?
Once more my soul whispers goodbye to the night
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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A Dreamer's Journey
In my dream I am flying, I'm dancing on starlight,
Sending a wish into the night that I may find you,
That we may journey to a place where love lives eternal,
A place where endless rainbows mark the beginning of dreams,
Where unicorns graze in fields of daffodils and I am lost in your smile,
I send a wish upon the wings of angels that you may join me,
For my heart is drenched with the tears of a lonely soul,
Will you follow me to the place where love lives forever,
For in this place all dreams can become a beautiful truth...
The dream is real... The failure to realise it is the only reality...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Our Last Dance
All the memories of you eternally etched into my soul,
Once you made me smile yet now only tears flow.
What happened to us? We were loves young dream,
Were we meant to fail so badly? I just don't understand.
Once we were as one, yet now apart from one another,
It seems an eternity since we had a civil word together.
I notice the new spring in your step, the new beat of life,
Do you still hurt as I do for what we were?
Do you still care that we may have squandered nirvana?
Did I light the flame of bitterness that lives within your heart?
I dare not look at you for fear of what I have created,
I wonder if we can turn back the clock and be what we once were?
Whilst deep in my heart I know... We have danced our last dance...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Shadow of My Memory
Gust of stale wind breeze
whispers,
the memory,
the memory,
the memory,
much feeling
but seems without feelings at all,
candles have heart to,
hesitant to part.
much feeling but its
just as if there's none,
I think of the past
but i can't smile,
candles have heart too
it loathes parting.
Today will be a memory,
yesterday was a memory
drifting away, but
count not the time,
rather the moments.
our past days are beautiful
the things we kept
in our memory cache full.
the things we left are so many
fear of moving on,
fear of change,
wails of grief sucked
up excavated nose
soul wailing to the
top of the lungs.
in a minute this will
be just a memory
memories are
all pain in vain
but those are but memories
that dwindles each
day passes by,
as those slowly vanished,
I huddle in my room and cry,
memories are like dreams,
a reflection of the past.
poem by Cyrus Diaz
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Why Did You Leave Me
If only you could see the tears
In the world you left behind
If only you could hear my heart
Just one more time
Even when I close my eyes
There is an image of your face
Once again I come to realize
You have lost that I cant replace
Soul then die
Its keeping for the lonely
Since the day that your were gone
Why did you leave me
Soul then die
In my heart you were the only
And your memory lives on
Why did you leave me
Soul then die
Walking down the streets on nothing will
Where our love was young and free
Cant believe just what an empty place
It has come to be
I would give my life away
If it can only be the safe
Cas I could still the voice inside of me
That is calling out your name
Soul then die
Its keeping for the lonely
Since the day that your were gone
Why did you leave me
Soul then die
In my heart you were the only
And your memory lives on
Why did you leave me
Soul then die
Time will never change the things
That you told me
And after all we mean to be
Love would bring us back to you and me
If only you could see...
Soul then die(soul then die)
Its keeping for the lonely(for the lonely)
Since the day that your were gone
Why did you leave me
Soul then die
In my heart you were the only
And your memory lives on
Why did you leave me
Soul then die...
song performed by by Westlife
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Love, Grief, Death, Peace and Life Make War
Love, grief, death, peace, and life make war.
Within the grasps of victory, here lies grief.
Striving to keep a soul alive, thriving for life
whispers of sanity fade from the sight of death.
An outstretched limb pleading for a touch of peace
as a memory of happiness fills the heart with love.
Controlling senses fester upon a long lost love,
breathing in deep, it’s the smell of a war.
Muffled cries creep into your soul, pleading for peace.
You lick your blood stained lips, tasting the bitter grief.
piercing voices thunder upon the ground, accepting death
as a memory of loneliness fills their heart with an absence of life.
Tears of blood come forth into a dimension of twisted life.
The air, heavy and hot, hover over you ridding the land of any former love.
A chorus of saints and sinners sing to you, singing the song of death,
”O come ye child, come into my arms and rid yourself of this war.
Gather your mind and venture to the morrow, leaving behind this haunting grief,
for it is not your fault that this world does not know peace.”
You close your eyes, feeling the sensation of eternal peace.
You can not move any aching limb, within an inch of life
you follow the scent of reigning mud, caking itself to the world’s own grief.
Wandering past the forgotten lives to seek the one true love
that carries upon it’s shoulders, a burden of war.
This land can no longer hold itself with peace as all the peace has turned to death.
Forging itself upon your spirit, the lies no longer live, now it is only death
that caresses your body like a mother so tender, illuminating the one and only peace.
Taunting you to go and be afraid no more, taunting and taunting, this is war.
With one last plea, you beg and cry for the voices to take your life
as you know that the searching prisms of hope will find your love
and they will abolish the need of any misery and any grief.
Once more do the saints and sinners sing of your grief
only this time, there is no mourning of war and death.
They’ve come to pour into your heart, a sound so divine. It is love.
”Dear child, dear child, no more shall you weep, we are here, we’re your peace.
Come with us to a land so pure, where love is eternal and death is not near. We will give you life.
With a trust so deep, take our hands and no more, no more, shall this be your burden of war.”
In times of sorrow and fear, lost is the value of love and peace.
All is forgotten while caged by grief and watching the slaughter of life.
You watch your fallen brothers, reaching for help, you hear the despair in all their voices.
You’re the saint and sinner, giving them hope.
You cease your thoughts, you must fight on.
You aim your gun, praying for death. This is war.
poem by Mason Letoto
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Paradise
I dream of a sleep beyond the flow of time,
Where the world cannot damage me anymore,
Where pain is but a black hole in the memory,
And the thorns of beauty tear at my flesh no more,
Left on the brink of a loveless immortality,
The nightingale weeps upon the beauty of the rose,
And a thousand petals shall scatter into the dirt,
But the darkness of night must surely come to an end,
And with the rising of another sun dreams shall fade,
Yet if I may fill all the gaps in love's broken dream,
With the beauty that lives both within and without,
Then I shall view an unfolding wilderness of paradise...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Unaccompanied
The safe brilliance of my tender mornings
A hundred limpid dreams exchanged
Secrets I weave into my eternal dance
I hold them close, my essence awake
Every breath I breathe turns me around
Into myself, Edens at my doorstep
A thousand shards of my brittle wisdom
Scatter around, smiling from centuries
My evenings turn sienna, on a distant shore
Barefoot in the breeze from a solo life
My thoughts skip around every soul in flight
Catching million sighs like fireflies at nights…
poem by Bindu Vijayan
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Desperate Dreams
Two dreamers, what would it feel like to meet by light of day
So lonely, wouldnt if feel right to love this night away
Your name keeps echoing down this wishing well
Wild hearts on an endless flight, set free in our dreams tonight
*two souls drawn to the fire in desperate dreams
Two hearts lost to desires desperate schemes
One girl lost in a reverie
Lost love found in a memory
Those nights live on forever
Two fools lost in a desperate dream*
Torn pages, more than a memory, pieces of the past
One vision, your image keeps haunting me, a love too good to last
Your voice keeps echoing down this wishing well
Wild hearts on an endless flight, set free our dreams tonight
(* repeat)
One love divided burns brightly through the night
Two dreams united until the morning light
(* repeat)
song performed by by Survivor
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A Thousand Tears
Each night I cry a thousand tears
and die a thousand times in dreams
because you are no longer here
and I am locked within these prison walls.
Saunders was to blame for this grim tragedy.
If he had not seduced you with his smile
and took you away from me
jealousy might not have eaten at the soul of me.
When I came home late on that fateful night
and saw you both together lying
so close to one another within our family bed.
Something snapped within me
and now no longer and neither of you are here
and I sit on death row
waiting my death to be
and each night I cry a thousand tears
and die a thousand times for the deed I done.
poem by David Harris
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Broken Dreams
I don’t see a long road ahead of me
And my coffee cup, instead of been half full
It’s always half empty
I got no home
I’m on the streets
An in the cold lonely morning
I’m awaken by somebodys cries an screams
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
My past's erased from my memory
Anyone I knew before
Never cared enough to contact me
I’ve lost my friends
I’ve lost my family
My life’s falling apart
It’s coming loose at the seems
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
The dreams I used to dream
When I was a kid
Never left my heart
But I never did them, I never lived
So now I cry into my glass
To try an make it full
I’m crying lost rivers an lost streams
All I’ve got left is my broken dreams
poem by Lucy Vernezze
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Time Is Mine And I Its Master
Time Is Mine and I Its Master
Written by Wilfred Charles Mellers
This day of March 8th,2012 @ 9: 57am
I have lived a thousand lifetimes before
So shall I again until I get it right
I am like the wind
I am chasing for the breeze
I was there when a spark lit the fire that fanned the flames that illuminated the universe
I saw life come into being
I saw the first smile and uttered the first words
I was there when the dinosaurs went extent
I traveled the world and watch mankind crawl out of the oceans depth
I nurtured him and taught him how to take his first footsteps
I watched him travel into the great beyond with marvel at his progress
My soul is eternal but this vessel is not
I ride though existence on a horse named faith
God has granted me a soul to live, love, and learn
When my days are truly done I shall reunite with my maker for the glory of all times
I shall watch eternity passing away as I spend it with my true love
I will be there when the sun spends its last fuel
I shall rise again at a new dawn of civilization
The divine has set my purpose
He is truly the master of all things and I his humble servant
May good graces follow you as I it does
The Holy Spirit dwells within us all
God is good and so are you
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Rember Me
Rember me Smeday i shal jst b a memory, like d fragnance f d blooming roses under d winter sky, Lke d dew drops tryng 2 quench ur eternal thrust, The unexplord vistas f pain shal spread out bfre u Undr ur heavy eyesI shal live again my evry breath enriching ur very dreams, Rembr me, evn aftr m silent, I shal b immortal sailing in d nectar f ur tears, And when d gentle brezze shal touch ur skin, I knw u shal think f me, For i shal b jst a memory, Deep withn d depths f ur heart, unstble in d edge f ur eyes, Like one dropp f liquid diamond..
poem by Rahul Vasandani
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Loves Unspoken Words...
Deep within my heart there is a place where silence lives,
Where the secrets of profound emotion and yearning wait to be awoken,
Where the unspoken words of a heart filled with love remain unsaid,
They hang heavy like teardrops frozen in the mists of time,
This secret garden of silence born of a heart lost in visions of love,
Images of love that live vividly within a dreamers heart yet to be realised,
A love that shall bring about the birth of an eternal springtime,
An orchestra of love that shall fill lifes garden with sweet loves melody,
Where the memory of the barren years shall be carried away upon loves rhythm,
Listen to the gentle pulse of the waterfall that has sprung new hope for us all,
Now the unspoken words of love shall hang heavy on the heart no more...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Street Of Dreams
I heard the sound of voices in the night
Spellbound there was someone calling
I looked around no one was in sight
Pulled down I just kept on falling
Ive seen this place before
You were standing by my side
Ive seen your face before tonight
Maybe I just see what I want it to be
I know its a mystery
Do you remember me on a street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
There you stood a distant memory
So good like we never parted
Said to myself I knew youd set me free
And here we are right back where we started
Soemthings come over me
And I dont know what to feel
Maybe this fantasy is real
Now I know I see what I want it to be
But its still a mystery
Do you remember me on the street of dreams
Running through my memory
On the street of dreams
You are on every face I see
On the street of dreams
Solo
Tell me have you always been
On the street of dreams
Will we ever meet again my friend
Do you know just what it meand to be
On the street of dreams
Never know just who youll see do ya
On the street of dreams
You can be who you want to be oh yeah
I can hear you calling me
I can feel you haunting me
Haunting me
song performed by by Rainbow
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I'll Carry You with Me!
I'll carry you with me here in my heart
From now 'til forever, we never will part,
Though all that we hoped for is now in the past,
Your memory lingers -the mold has been cast;
I'll carry you with me each day from now on
Though miles lie between us and you may be gone,
You inhabit my dreams as you always have done,
Your memory lingers as bright as the sun;
I'll carry you with me in each precious thought
Remembering your smile and the joy that you brought,
My life has been touched by each gift that you gave
Your memory lingers from here to the grave;
I'll carry you with me wherever I go
Your love still surrounds me and grounds me I know,
And I can be happy just knowing you care -
Your memory lives in my soul everywhere.
10/25/2008
Rising dreams
Dreams!
My delicate dreams!
Woven with the tender threads of love,
Bound with the glue of belief.
When collide,
Break down
Into shears and shreads.
A thousand of them!
Each bit a tiny momento
Of time.
Each bit a priceless memory
Difficult to unwind.
I mourn,
My thousand tears
And bury them
Deep somewhere in my heart.
My heart,
Cemetery of my dreams.
My dreams,
Born a thousand lives
Dying a thousand deaths.
My delicate dreams
Woven with the threads of love
Bound with the glue of belief.
And
To my weirdest surprise
I see them rise
From thousand broken shears
From thousand broken shreds
With smile in their lips
Hope in their brows
They rise
Weaving together the threads of love
Bonding with the glue of belief.
Yes! They rise
My dreams They rise.-anjali
poem by Anjali Kakati
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Star of Shadows
~STAR OF SHADOWs~
STAR OF SHADOWS GONE IS THE BRIGHTNESS IN WHICH U HAV FILLED MY HEART AND MY SOUL NOW IS THE DARKNESS ETERNAL IN WHCIH SWALLOWS EVERYTHING HIDDEN IS THE PATH I TRAVEL STAR LIGHT GONE MOON LIGHT IS NO MORE COLD GROWS THE DAYS AND NIGHT IN WHICH FOLLOWS afterwards gone is ur love in which has fullfilled my heart in ur absence lost i am for minutes hours days turn to years wander around lost for a while i am and have crazy is as crazy in this now darkened world eveything seems strange and confusin hope litte in which i seem to have ne lil bit of light shimmers and then slwoly fades to nuthing on the path of forever lonliness i must seem and feel like insane craZy or crazy insane i feel the hopelessness dawns on me now and forever more try harder go harder achieve sumtin n e thing must i yes but hard is the fact that all and everything has been consumed by a dark darkness that blinds me in which there is nuthing not but a hope of this or that i knows i will git sumwhere n e where left right up and down to starlight eternal heavens golden and bright i once saw in a dream but hell darkness lights faded to nothingness deeper into hell my emotions feel as if my soul has been torn to shreds this new war with my self consumes my very soul i am torn asunder my mind has lost its edge gone is my sharpness good times are but a distant memory in whcih feels like light years hav passed star of shadows in the shadows of all the the stars light is gone omega now an forever more the path is sumwhere in the far distant yonder fields of yesteryear to the future i march blind as a bat i listen but only hear the echoes of my heart beating sumwhere along this broken path enlightment is what i will find until then lost now forever more i feel until i find the light.
poem by Dorian Suchelle
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Contented Souls
I hunger for the gentle caress of love,
Cocooned in the safety of love's embrace,
Slumbering gently within loves hammock,
Perfection the only horizon within my dreams,
Love's gentle caress like whispers upon my skin,
Her haunting melody is music to my ears,
The sound of joviality fills my being,
My soul soars higher than angels dream,
Tears dry and my heart beats with life anew,
Contentment shall be mine for all eternity...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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As When From Dreams Awaking
AS when from dreams awaking
The dim forms float away
Whose visioned smiles were making
Our darkness bright as day;
We vainly strive, while weeping,
From their shining spirit track,
(Where they fled while we were sleeping,)
To call those dear ones back!
Like the stars, some power divides them
From a world of want and pain;
They are there, but daylight hides them,
And we look for them in vain.
For a while we dwell with sadness,
On the beauty of that dream,
Then turn, and hail with gladness
The light of morning's beam.
So, when memory's power is wringing
Our lonely hearts to tears,
Dim forms around us bringing
That brightened former years:
Fond looks and low words spoken,
Which those dreamy days could boast,
Rise; till the spell be broken,
We forget that they are lost!
But when the hour of darkness rolls
Like heavy night away;
And peace is stealing o'er our souls,
Like the dawn of summer day:
The dim sweet forms that used to bless,
Seem stealing from us too;
We loved them-but joy's sunniness
Hath hid them from our view!
Oh could day beam eternally,
And Memory's power cease,
This world, a world of light would be,
Our hearts were worlds of peace:
But dreams of joy return with night,
And dwell upon the past-
And every grief that clouds our light,
Reminds us of the last!
poem by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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On being called a considerate soul who has good memory
I'd rather consider less
And turn into a worry-free princess
It's a misery to wake in the mid of the night
Considering all things that could've been possible
And no way found for them to be possible
Being considerate?
I'd rather be a magnate
I'd rewire my memory too
If brain science got a breakthrough
Long live will the memory of laughter
The memory of honor
But not for the memory of an unrequited love
Enchanted by a sweet smile
Though love can be as pure as a white dove
And a smile can be very attractive
The disappointment that follows is hard to shove
How foolish is the memory cell
That holds fast to a cute smile
The pains that follow
Are far more than poetry words can tell
If the memory cell has wings
It'll probably turn into a moth
Flying into a blazing fire
And thinking itself a light-seeking pioneer
Oh, I'd better donate the foolish cell to some wise guy
But finally
I decide to keep it and give it another try
After all
What if there really is a considerate soul in me
Soul, please, be considerate
And help rewire the memory cell for me
poem by Cathy Shao
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