Nightmares
On our isle of dreams,
nightmares linger in the shadows.
They bide their time
until the midnight hour,
then grab us into their world
to embrace us with things
that scare us out of sleep.
Relying on our fears
and making us envisage
that they are our reality.
Deeper and deeper we fall
into their darkness
until we can take no more
and awaken with a start,
sweating and shaking
as if they are our reality
and not merely a nightmare.
19 January 2012
poem by David Harris
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The Goal Of Poetry
it is simply to reach
out to people
with our verbal hands
these mental arms
and make them
look
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
d eeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeperdeeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
deeper
too, within
themselves
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Life Is...........? ? ? ? ? ?
life can seem like a challenge which it is, but reality can sometimes change its being.
what i am trying to mean is that it may seem deam but u see reality cansomtimes lie to save its being, which, which means u truly suluwhat i seem to mean...
what i seem to mean truly never to be deep, but life surely sucks wish my life would have been bitten by a shark but still a live, my whispers never got heard but blood never got shooooook, my mind never got shooooook, taken but never returned it still gets me....
how will i ever survive, live to tell no more lies, intetwine with my beautiful mind regardless still not but will i ever recover to be fine as alchoholic as i am, , , ,
myind dreams while i try to sleep, dreams awaken me deeper than u should , i wake up sweating, shivering and hardly slept would u be, still recollect my seff @ times but i fail to see whatseally mine...
so lfe will either treat u kind or leave u behind... its up to u.....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Thato Maluleka
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Life
life can seem like a challenge which it is, but reality can sometimes change its being.
what i am trying to mean is that it may seem deam but u see reality cansomtimes lie to save its being, which, which means u truly suluwhat i seem to mean...
what i seem to mean truly never to be deep, but life surely sucks wish my life would have been bitten by a shark but still a live, my whispers never got heard but blood never got shooooook, my mind never got shooooook, taken but never returned it still gets me....
how will i ever survive, live to tell no more lies, intetwine with my beautiful mind regardless still not but will i ever recover to be fine as alchoholic as i am, , , ,
myind dreams while i try to sleep, dreams awaken me deeper than u should , i wake up sweating, shivering and hardly slept would u be, still recollect my seff @ times but i fail to see whatseally mine...
so lfe will either treat u kind or leave u behind... its up to u.....! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
poem by Thato Maluleka
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One Day
The deeper and deeper I fall, deeper and deeper I seek,
Deeper and deeper I try and deeper and deeper I need
Forgive me
4x
And all I see is your face
2x
The deeper and deeper I fall, deeper and deeper I seek
Deeper and deeper I try, the deeper and deeper I need
The deeper and deeper I fail, deeper and deeper I read
Deeper and deeper I cry, the deeper and deeper I feed
Caught up in this game of life, me against you
Not doing what I should, just the things that I want to
So wrapped up, terrified of what I become
Outside Im laughing, inside Im numb
I cant see the light because it blinds me
Try to forget but my past always remidns me
Exposed, looked on by eyes of grace
Im so ashamed, dont look at my face
All I see is your face
4x
Get up by your strength, I rise up to thee
But Ill stay on my face if you will of me
Shape and mold me til your though
Humble myself, life laid down before you
I need your wisdom, so the truth I keep on living
And your love will always be a part of me
Cant do a thing, if I aint living for the kind
So dont ever leave or take your eyes off me
Its not who you are its who youre living for
Trials and tribulations will come
song performed by by P.O.D.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Deeper Side
Ive found a reason to dig deep down.
Theres a part of you that I aint found thats in your deeper side.
Instead of wondering what I should do,
I tried to learn a couple things about you from your deeper side.
Show me your deeper side. (show me your deeper side)
Show me your deeper side. (show me your deeper side)
Show me your deeper side. (its a mystery)
That I would give most anything to see.
Theres a lot of things that I would know
If you would let me climb into your soul and see your deeper side.
Everybody always seems so pure,
Then they show you what their heart stands for in their deeper side.
Show me your, yeah. (show me your deeper side)
Show me your deeper side. (show me your deeper side)
Show me your deeper side. (its a mystery)
I would give most anything to see.
You think the world has got your number now.
You cry about it but you know somehow its your deeper side.
I heard you wishing you were someone else
But all thats stopping you from being yourself is your deeper side.
So, show me your deeper side. (show me your deeper side)
Please, show me your deeper side. (show me your deeper side)
Oh, show me your deeper side. (its a mystery)
I would give most anything, and, I would give most anything.
You would give most anything to see.
Show me your deeper side.
song performed by by Hootie & The Blowfish
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True love's kiss...
What is this hellish version of existance I see?
Have I stepped through the mirror cracks?
Into a warped version of reality beyond dreams.
have I become the mirror reflecting this nightmare?
Perhaps I am sane and reality is the splintered dream.
But if reality is merely a darkened dream.
How shall I ever awaken from this eternal sleep?
When only true love's kiss can stir my soul...
Spread the love... The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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Deeper
I cant even look at this skin tonight
Knowing that our time here is on a while
Hold me in your arms and breathe me through
Like I know that you can only do
In your horizon, no, nothing truly dies
Never tremble with fear
Youre just married to the sun
And every second only makes it deeper
Flower pushes through the dune (? ) and blooms
It doesnt have the faintest(? ) that it is due
A virginity is making loss an open wound
In your horizon, no, nothing truly dies
Never tremble with fear
Youre just married to the sun
And every second only makes it deeper
Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper
I was alone in my room
And all I can hear
And all I can hear
Was the sound of my heart beating away
But I will follow you
Deep into the light
Beyond the death of love
Love
In your horizon, no, you will be together
Faith(? ) from this hell
Ill be married to the sun
And every second
Will only make it deeper
Deeper, deeper, deeper, deeper
Deeper, deeper
Deeper, deeper
There is a light
Deeper, light
Its deeper than the difference of light
Deeper, light
There is a light
Deeper, light
Its deeper than (..) light
Deeper, light
And I will follow you
Deeper than the death of love
Deeper than the (..) seen(? ) to the light
Its deeper than this flesh and blood
I will follow you
I will follow you
Deeper
song performed by by Live
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Deeper, Dig Deeper
Deeper, dig deeper
Deeper, deeper, dig, dig, deeper, deeper
Get a little closer
You dont have to be afraid
You have to trust your inner pilot
Dont let it drift away
Dig a little deeper
You gotta get it in your soul
Reach out with your spirit
And let your feelings show
Deeper, deeper, dig, dig, deeper, deeper
You cant deny the feeling
That touches you inside
When youre tired and lonely
You dont have to lose your pride.
Take the time to listen
Stay a little while
Got a song to sing for you
Let the music get you higher, higher.
song performed by by Santana
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Love Sonnet 143 Have You Contrived, To Deprive Me Of Sleep
Have you contrived, to deprive me of sleep,
By way of smiles, and acts of sweet accord,
Making me toss in bed, for meanings, deep,
Sowing between my heart and mind, discord?
Have you, your ways conspired to scare my wits,
That when sleepless, I sleep to dream all day,
And in the night, daydreams, my soul commits,
Think, I'll fret, which I might, or that I may:
What's in your song, that got me so inspired,
Or, was it me, easily swayed by songs,
Which blinded me to what really transpired,
That now, my time to fantasy belongs?
........Meantime, I dream reality with you,
........And reality of dreams, coming true.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Desperation
When your life is on a downward swing,
you're heading for despair,
and everything you touch
seems to crumble in your hands.
Your closeted fears become reality
and there seems nowhere to turn.
Your life is spiralling out of control
to places you do not want to go.
The more you try to claw back,
the deeper into the abyss you slip.
You cry out for help,
but there is no one there
to help you from this bottomless pit
that everyone calls despair.
One day you hope again to see
the light from the heavens above
that will guide you away from the edge
of the darkness you have fallen in.
2 October 2012
poem by David Harris
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Somewhere In Time
Somewhere in time
Our love will grow stronger
Deeper and deeper, how sublime
Our promises will never waver
In your sweet embrace
Hold me tight forever
Until there is no more space
To breath, to kiss, to whisper
I long to be deeper and deeper in love
With you by my side, soaring above the storm
Somewhere in time, the moon and stars above
Will shine on us in early morn.
poem by Meggie Gultiano
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Nobody nowhere
He sleeps with her now, he kisses her brow,
they chatter and laugh and linger at day break
but when old fears awaken, making him scream
there's nobody nowhere who knows him like me.
I know from a look, from a sigh, from a stir,
I can see in his heart and I know much, much more
For I lived his nightmares and suffered his schemes
and there's nobody nowhere who knows him like me.
She looks kind of lost, kind of foxed, kind of scared
as she scurries about sifting through his affairs
and as sunshine makes shadows and moonlight appears
she'll look in my eyes to decipher his fears.
A touch of my hand, a glance at my face,
he catches my eyes as his nightmares give chase
and I watch and I wait and my heart aches to know
if he needs me more now than he ever dare show.
For I know from a look, form a sigh, from a stir
and I see very clearly, far clearer than her
and though they make love and he thinks that he's free
there's nobody nowhere who knows him like me.
poem by Ruth Walters
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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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Breakdown
In the coypus wake of darkness
demons from our dark side
invade our dreams portals
in hope to gain our soul.
Deeper into the darkness
they hide themselves in light
invading where they can
to permutated our being.
Our muddled thoughts confuse reality
as we tumble into the chasm
near the borders of madness
where our are demons are calling.
Abysses open at each step
hoping to have us tumble
into the platitudes of madness
to where our demons dwell.
3 April 2012
poem by David Harris
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Deeper Penetration
He had eclipsed her comprehension.
And tried to avoid some actions with her,
He would like to mention.
He was already digging deep,
Through the surfaces
She preferred to reflect her image in.
Although she was a beauty...
She was a bit mentally thin.
And needless to say...
No challenge for him.
Although they enjoyed each other,
Until deeper penetration...
Of other thoughts would begin.
And to make her happy,
And perhaps get 'some' again.
He pretended to be focused on her banter,
While he thought of stripping her
And making love butt naked...
Within the hour,
That would upon them descend!
Deeper penetration
Deeper penetration
Deeper deeper
Deeper the sensation!
He thought...
And thought.
How to get those conversations to begin?
Between her and him!
And to make her happy,
And perhaps get 'some' again.
He pretended to be focused on her banter,
While he thought of stripping her
And making love butt naked...
Within the hour,
That would upon them descend!
And it was just after eleven...
When deeper penetrations he wished,
Did begin!
And she licked his ears,
Whispering...
In each,
What she expected he loved to hear!
In them.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In your eyes
Your lips tell me things
about your reality
and where you want
your life to go.
The soft touch,
the sweet embrace
makes my body glow,
but in your eyes lies meaning
deeper than anyone else
will ever know.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Sweet Dreams
Sweet dreams are made of many things
The different thoughts that we constantly think
The very things that that lie in our fantasies
And create a thought that's tenaciously sweet
That we savor so much while soundly asleep
Things that can only happen in dreams
My sweet dreams are made of you
The perfect moments and the perfect gloom
The perfect place and the perfect dream
But whatever could be more perfect than you?
Is only what I can conjure in my sleep
Life is a reality and dreams are the opposite
It's the time we find peace from every worry
It's a place where every story has a happy ending
It's a place where every person has a chance to be happy
It's a place where you and I have a happy ending
A cradle song before we sleep
And escape the grimes of reality
And the things that keep you away from me
Life is a reality and dreams are the opposite
Dreams are the sweetest and life is life
In my dreams you and I are happy
But in reality... life is life.
Sweet dreams are made of many things
And mine are made of you
poem by Hafeni Nghidinua
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Colored By Pain
Purple
Stardust dreams
Of yellow nightmares
Awaken you
To a black reality
Colored by pain.
poem by Sandra Osborne
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The Nightmare That Set Me Free
There once was a dream I was fooled into thinking was reality
Because in that dream
You and me was something I wanted
But knew could never be
In that dream you stole my heart
And part of my sanity
In that dream my common sense
Unfortunately
Ran away from me
In that dream you captivated me
In that dream I was blinded
And the stars in your eyes
Were the only things I could see
But then that dream morphed into a nightmare
And I saw you for what you really were
I realized in that nightmare
I was nothing but the prey you were trying lure
In that nightmare I realized
This was nothing but a game to you
In that nightmare you had come oh so close to trapping me too
But I tossed and turned until I was freed
And when I opened my eyes from that nightmare
That I foolishly wanted to be you and me
I was the one who learned a lesson
That the sweetest of dreams
Can be nightmares in diguise
And because of that lesson I was set free
Never again to believe all those blinding lies
poem by Tiger Lily Love
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Culmination of Visions
Romanticism dreamt is disenchantment
and death, a problem countered by realism,
left-brain thinking enriches us immensely,
combined with right-brain intuition we are
moreso free than ancient people as we
access their wisdom
Story, ideal and dream enriches life,
improves relationships, imbues reality
with symbols, deeper meaning, every
escapist fantasy thickens reality into
a multidimensional tapestry; this is
why you are my friend, though cynical
you never scare me
Offering understanding never thought
possible, fantasy pales in comparison
yet enabled me to accept a fairytale in
my life: you created a safe channel by
which I can relate to the most admired
author and poet I know; the most gifted
realistic person brought about
a culmination of visions, Danke
(The discovery that reality is better than dreams
made me very happy. The realisation that dreams,
ideals and fantasies are helpful by enabling me to
SEE the positive aspects of reality, contributes
to this happiness.)
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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