Life's Bitter Reality
She saw me
She stared at me
She smiled
Started talking
Sharing her
Thoughts with me
It became a daily routine
My happiness increased
Day by day
Future looked bright and rosy
Full of love in reality
I started imagining
Meetings will change
Into togetherness
All of a sudden
Lightening struck me
She was not to be seen
Suddenly
No information on
Where she has gone
She left me guessing
My dreams shattered
I became dejected
My dreams ended
Woke me up to show
Life’s bitter reality
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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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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Shattered Dreams
So much for your promises
They died the day you let me go
Caught up in a web of lies
But it was just too late to know
I thought it was you
Who would stand by my side
And now youve given me, given me
Nothing but shattered dreams, shattered dreams
Feel like I could run away, run away
From this empty heart
You said youd die for me
Woke up to reality
And found the future not so bright
I dreamt the impossible
That maybe things could work out right
I thought it was you
Who would do me no wrong
(chorus)
From this empty heart
I thought it was you who youd die for love
(chorus)
Oh no no no - you said youd die for me
Oh oh, oh oh, die for me
So much for your promises
song performed by by Johnny Hates Jazz
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Falling
In dreams I was
Falling
But in reality I was
Leaping
In dreams I was
Crying
But in reality I was
Waiting
Is there a difference?
In dreams I was
Running
But in reality I was
Walking
In dreams I was
Dying
But in reality I was
Living,
Catching,
Helping,
But helpless,
Watching the earth die
A Long Dream
You know
We are living
There’s a start of this life
And so it has an end
Life is started
And will be ended
Life is a dream
A very long dream
There’re beautiful dreams
And there’re bad ones
We’re dreaming both
That’s why this dream is called life
Dream with laughters and tears
Dream with happiness and sadness
Dream with friends and enemies
Dream with love and hatred
We started it
When we were born
And one day it must be ended
When death comes
You’ll wake up
From your long dream
With God beside you
And start a new one
poem by Clara Odelia Ciutara
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Mother Of Death
It all started in the middle of the night.
When she engulfed the burning sun in her dark dungeon.
Suddenly which changed her economics.
It made her wealthy, it made her poor.
The urge for acid in her arid mouth.
The tenderness in her chest that it brought.
Little mass of cells crammed in the walls of future.
Extra dose of pills to satiate the fluid's hunger.
It all started when lightening occured.
She felt pain, she felt rush.
Her thought impregnated with hope.
All shattered like sand when that ended as still birth.
But the cinderella kept dancing at the corner.
Only to add sorrow to the mother of death.
poem by Menash Mohan Shrestha
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Reality's Dream
I staggered back from the blow;
Reality struck me again
this time harder
mocking me as I fell.
'You have always been so clear about
your plans and goals haven't you;
clear about what you wanted to achieve or know
how you would overcome all obstacles
but Pilgrim you had no plan B;
I always grant people like you
first place in my line
because you all are Prisoners Of Your Own Dreams and Schemes
hurtling through life 'Dreamers of the Impossible Dream'
Perfection's Confection blinds you by its own light-
wouldn't you agree? '
I gradually regained my feet and
stared into those unforgiving, taunting eyes
thinking strangely
that Reality is much like a bully.
'And hear you are now, ' Reality was saying
'alone
without family or friends
clutching to those dreams
which will never come true
being instead
here now
my prisoner
for all eternity
forced now to worship
at my altar.
He cackled a horrible cackle.
I looked at him in a haze
realizing he had a point
but too
that moment
exposed Reality's
own weaknesses:
he was counting upon my apathy-
my sense of defeat-
to make me surrender to him
believe in him and his power.
I rose
stared at him
declaring
'You've miscalculated
I have not given up
true I am wiser now
better now
therefore can move once again
toward the light
You Reality, I now clearly see
depend entirely upon my belief
that you determine everything
all things and my life too
but this is not true
now I see.
You count on my apathy don't you;
my resignation, don't you? '
Reality's eyes grew wide
reflecting,
I could see
his own sense of impending
defeat.
I had discovered Reality's own weakness;
his power existed
only in my belief in him
and my willingness to concede
to him control over my life.
'If I take away my own belief in you' I heard my self say
'in you and your power
you Reality have no power, that is what I think, '
I said
as I began to move straight toward him
invigorated by my new powerful realizations.
Reality cried out, blanched, now fearful
because with each new non-believer
he himself faded a bit more
closer to his own death, revealing
to the dreamer
than in the case of Realities
there are always more than one.
He stepped aside
glaring at me
because he knew
that he had lost another one.
'Some of us'
I said passing by
'come to realize
that you Reality are not to be defeated
but ignored
that today's Reality
does not determine
who one is
or can be;
that
Reality has many forms
and what form it is
is whatever
the Dreamer
dreams it to be;
new realities form
as old ones like you
become dead and done.
poem by Lonnie Hicks
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Was Once A Girl
There was once a girl
A girl with the sweetest of smiles
A girl with a crown of pitch black ringlets
She woke everyday only to be torn down
Her days were filled with tears until dreams came again.
A girl with the most beautiful of dreams.
A girl with the purest of all hopes.
She told everyone of said dreams
Her words forever managed to fall on the deafest of ears.
A girl with a fading smile she began to become
A girl with songs of despairs and tunes of melancholy.
She started to wither, she started to die.
Her hopelessness went unnoticed, her fading light unseen.
A girl with not much left to her.
A girl, or a shell of the girl she once was is left
She died the way she lived with tears awaiting dreams
Her life never really lived at all.
poem by Tanya Sanes
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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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Deadly Awakening
Frighting night woke from a dead sleep
heavy chest pains, struggle to move
wondering what is going on, I was fine earlier
no warnings, no pain before the sleep
what woke me up?
I will never know, god or a angel above
told me, I was lucky to make it to the hospital
could of been massive, might of passed
struggled with life, stressed with problems
Things need to change, life is to short
sitting in the ER wondering why me?
I been here before,5 years earlier
but a different way, jumped started 3 times
live to tell, my, I want to live
wonder if it's for a reason, a test I need to know
love to many to leave, not ready to go
missions and dreams to full fill
laying near death makes you think and cry
man or not, this is scary
will I make it the next time, maybe not
I will try to change, slow down, enjoy life
get rid of the stress and the rest
I don't need to die, I have to much will
I made it home this time, told me I was lucky
the symptoms were different, some how I knew
danger I was in, cried in the car and I don't cry
wondering if this was my time, I do not go
fight for life, live my dreams, love thy family
forget the pain, the past, work for the future
relax and breathe, life is precious
may I live for now, I have so much to give
poems to write, stories to tell
Thanks for life, love and dreams
My life is to give to you and enjoy
poem by Michael Peterson
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Dreams
Dreams are our escape route from reality,
so we can walk with love among the stars.
Our road to all the happiness
that our heart desires.
Our pathway to the angel’s
way up in the heavens above.
Our dreams can become reality,
if we really want them to
with determination and perseverance
we can make everyone of them come true.
poem by David Harris
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Dreams And Visions
Dreams;
Facts that keep flying away
From the paths of reality
Into the driveways of insanity
And there, they mock humanity
That pursues them for eternity
Then they lead us into depravity
But dreams are birds that flee from reality
Visions;
The strings that hold the future
And hang around in the paths of reality
Neither illusions nor misconceptions
Vision if fate in a nutshell
That holds our destiny transparent
And reveals all the current
That makes the energy of life.
Dreams fly, Visions stand the test of time
poem by Timothy muggaga
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Get The Word Started
By david pack and michael mcdonald
When the morning breaks with the rising sun
Our past mistakes are gonna be undone
cause no other love could have opened my eyes
To the simple joy of just being alive
cause in this world it still takes love to get the word started
Talkin bout change just aint enough to get the word started
We gotta show the world what were made of, get the word started
These times are gonna get rough, so get the word started
Right now
When shadows fall, our love will shine
On all the good things baby that are left to find
If we dont believe that have half a chance
Then all hopes and dreams are gonna slip through our hands
song performed by by Michael Mcdonald
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Beyond The Sunrise
Our reality is found
beyond the sunrise
of our dreams
where we take hold
of our future
and mould it to our needs.
Creating the life, we want
and not the life we have,
spreading our wings
into the world within our reach
and changing our reality
to suit our dreams.
Our mind has the power
to make our dreams
come to pass
and beyond the sunrise
is where we must go
to make them last.
13 April 2011
poem by David Harris
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Split Second Chameleon
So strange that in split seconds
the future can change hue,
rosy and bright fast becomes blue
greyed out of ashen hopes;
so very strange that what was full of hope
suddenly becomes a sieve holding
only worthless rocks and dried dust,
and of course none of it ever was,
or is, the future;
only an imagination of what it holds
as now pretends to move forward,
but resolutely stays here,
and sends me running from dreams,
of my tomorrow.
poem by David Taylor
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Valentine's Day
It was valentien week
and I was feeling sick
All asked 'What happened to you? '
I said friends of mine are few.
and gf I have none
so for me there's no fun
then a girl came
and she told me her name
and with a smile wished
and to me she even kissed
It was eve of the special day
when m powerful s wat luv say
I was in the 7th sky
I was in air as if i knew how to fly
I wished and kissed her back
But then she said in my kiss the passion did lack
she soon left me
and took away to my happiness the last possible key
all my hopes were shattered
but to me everyone flattered
said 'y r u upset? when you are so cool'
in reality they meant I was such a fool.
but i believed them
next day with gr8 confidence toa girl i came
asked 'wud you be my valentine? '
she said 'yes ok fine'
I thought changed has my fate
but to realise the reality it wasnt late
she wasnt late saying 'But remember we are just friend'
so to your heart no wrong msg you send
I was taken aback
as if my heart was tied in a sack
as if my heart did not beat
no sign of love did it lit
I thought for me there is no one
I thought in my life left was no fun
I lost all hope
I now knew with others i couldnot cope
Thought I must die
thinking about it in the bed i lie
do i love me was next what i thought
and now with my heart my brain faught
if i am thinkin of dieng means i dont love me
then why should others even care for me
i started finding love again
all thought i should stop behaving like insane
but friends finally i got some one
with whom i have lots of fun
then i came to know
we should not be our own foe
Others will only love us
when we love ourself without any fuss
so friends blieve in you
cause the qualities in you are with very few
as i started loving myself
you start loving yourself
then you will find all started loving you
from none or very few
so happy v day to all
never in your own eyes you fall
remember everyone will be yours
once u become yours...............
poem by Ajitav Basak
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Golden Years
he finally reached his golden years
wanted to leave his family,
thoughts and love to share.
so he sat with pen in hand
wrote about his lifes plan.
it started off with just his dream
never expecting the unforseen.
as his plans began to unwind
he found himself lost in time.
he joined the army at an early age
this was to become the setting stage
he survived the street gangs and a war
and never talking about what he saw.
he managed retail businesses all his life
met the woman who would become his wife.
he had always loved children
so he thought it was time
his wife agreed and it turned out fine.
a beautiful little girl came into their life
and everything seemed twice as nice.
now he had two women who captured his heart
and knew right then, that this was the start.
the start to his golden years
with his wife he could share.
all the dreams that were meant to be
was now becoming a reality.
but the years was going by fast
he knew his dreams would not last.
now with this thought in mind
he decided it was time
to put his life in perspective
for the golden years to become effective.
so he changed his train of thoughts
a late retirement he would abort.
he retired before his time
so he could enjoy life the way
that it was meant to be
living happy and carefree.
now that he finished writing
down his thoughts and plans
he let them know
'YOUR PERCEPTION BECOMES YOUR REALITY'
and this is what mine was to me.
the golden years are now mine
and i'm lost in its time.
poem by Louis Rams
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Johnny The Horse
Johnny the horse was kicked to death
He died for entertainment
Would you believe he came out well
He had a bright inquiring mind
His family knew that he'd go far
If he applied his time
But he started out standing on corners
And talking out loud, too loud
You see he couldn't believe in himself or the world
Or anything he heard
It seems a million years ago
That he left his life behind
The moment came for him to go
He said goodbye to his wife and child
Started out walking he never looked back
There was too much pain
Between Glasgow and London
One hot summer he forgot his name
Can you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Can you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Can you remember?
He started out standing on corners
And talking out loud, too loud
You see he couldn't believe in himself or the world
Or anything he heard
Can you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Can you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Will you remember?
Will you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Can you remember?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
He took his battered bones and his broken dreams
to Regents Park at sunset
Will you remember?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Will you remember his name?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO!
Will you remember?
Doodlo dup dup dup
Doodlo doodlo doodlo WOO
song performed by by Madness
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Love to A Dream
Give your love to a dream
That drifts like clouds by
Love sometimes nowhere seem
Faraway in a cloudy sky
Everything has a wishing way
Longings that never die
Dreams reaching out to play
Giving each our heart a try
Fervor of love´s wing
Things that will come and go
As days forward sing
In its pliable memory glow
So much is still to reach
Finding the road to apply
Dreams to the future teach
Those that with you'll tie
Heart is full of its today
Love beats of fast and slow
All what makes love forte
In its timeless tomorrow flow
Everything adore shall bring
As it accomplish out to show
Forever to the future sing
As dreams to its reality grow
poem by Peter S. Quinn
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A Certain Someone
I see us walking hand in hand together
in every book I read and film I see,
but in reality, you are never near.
If I close my eyes, I can see us together
arm in arm and so much in love.
However, when I open them again
I realise it is only in my imagination
and you are never here with me.
Everyone has a certain someone
and I feel you are the one for me,
but waking up from my dreams
you are never anywhere to be seen.
When my dreams finally become reality,
everyone will be able to see
you and me walking together forever.
Until that day comes along
my arms will reach out in dreams,
for in that world you are mine
and loneliness is left far behind.
Tomorrow is another day of dreams
and longings over you.
Always just hoping I will wake up
and you will be here with me.
8 September 2012
poem by David Harris
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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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