Uninhibited Dreams
The clock strikes twelve, the witching hour.
When demons come into their power.
And succubi tempt honest men
to succumb to evil lust again.
Though honest men are not averse
To dreaming dreams which are perverse.
They dream of forbidden delights
which titillate the appetites.
They would deny indignantly.
But in their dreams they are quite free.
To indulge their fantasies.
They aren’t quite what they claim to be.
Beneath the public mask they wear.
Their inhibitions disappear
When they’re asleep or so it seems
They can enjoy salacious dreams.
Which do no harm to anyone
When they awake the dreams are gone
Almost as if they’d never been
Projected on their mental screen.
So they can sin vicariously
Although they still pretend to be.
Pillars of the community.
poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Republic of dreams
Dreams exist when you are awake
Dreams donnot exist when your asleep
everyone wants to be free and happy, doesn't he?
You are in and out of republic of dreams, aren't you?
Dreams donnot exist when you are asleep
Dreams are awake when you are awakening, aren't they?
Dream Dream Dream
Dream dream dream
And dream untill dream come true
Life is nothing but dreams
Some accomplished, some unfinished
Some dreams are trifle, some cherished
You are nothing but a result of dreams
Dreams, dreams and nothing but dreams
A dream of someone
Or a dream of your own
Dream is not what you dream while asleep
Dream is what that don't let you sleep
You live for dream
And you die for dream
Your unattained desires are dreams
What you all desire are dreams
You can't accomplished unless you dream
What you accomplished was a dream
The law of attraction and power of passion
All say dream, dream and dream
{Published in Annual Magazine of NOSPLAN- Organisation of the Students of Planning in January,2012 by the same poet.}
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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Dreams Dreams Dreams
I dream of you, dreaming of me
In thy imagination, lovely and free
Astray on a unimaginable path
Where me and you are all we hath
Dreaming of dreams that should be
The mind of you to bind with me
In my dreams its thou I see
I see thou with my harmony
Dreams, Dreams, Dreams
Gleams, Gleams, Gleams
Gleams of you and gleams of me
In dreams of you in dreams of me
The gleams that hope
The gleams that elope
You to me and me to you
In dreams, dreams come true!
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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In Dreams
Roy orbison
A candy-colored clown they call the sandman
Tiptoes to my room every night
Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper
Go to sleep. everything is all right.
I close my eyes, then I drift away
Into the magic night. I softly say
A silent prayerlike dreamers do.
Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.
In dreams I walk with you. in dreams I talk to you.
In dreams youre mine. all of the time were together
In dreams, in dreams.
But just before the dawn, I awake and find you gone.
I cant help it, I cant help it, if I cry.
I remember that you said goodbye.
Its too bad that all these things, can only happen in my dreams
Only in dreams in beautiful dreams.
song performed by by Roy Orbison
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What can you lose?
I’ve dreams to spare and dreams to share
For those of you prepared to dare
to leave behind reality
and try a little fantasy.
Although my dreams may not be new.
The promise that I make to you.
My dreams are all in good repair,
though some have seen a lot of wear.
You need not pay my dreams are free
because they’re low technology.
You do not need a power source
to view my dreams.Although of course
you must return them when you’re done
and if you’re truly satisfied
Exchange them for another one.
All sorts of dreams can be supplied.
Friday,22 January 2010
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Inspiration Dream
At night
When I am asleep
I dream so many things
That are inspiring
I dream of poverty ending
I dream of everyone finding work
I dream of becoming an accomplished writer
These are just a few of my inspiring dreams
I dream during storms
I dream during the day
I dream in gardens
I dream daily and nightly
Dreams are like stars
They appear and disappear
Each and every day
And everyone rich and poor
Famous and not famous
Have their own dreams
That they want to achieve
So go after your dreams
And let them inspire you
poem by Emily Krauss
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Dreamz
what is a dream if you cant achieve it
what is a dream if you dont believe it
i want my dreams to all come true
i want my dreams to be shared with you
a dream is a place of magical things
a dream is a place where bluebirds sing
all our dreams we are longing for
a dream of you that i adore
why is dreams all filled with joy
when after a dream it is destroyed
why is dreams of something we cant have
when we dream of the things we once had
dreams come with so many meanings
happy and sad so many feelings
so why do we dream if it hurts inside
when we watch our dreams all fade and die
if i was a dream id fly away
id dream of happiness and make it stay
what is a dream with no ending
why do dreams start descending
what is a dream that aint complete
why are dreams so discreet
dreams are full of many things
dreams are full of true feelings
believe in dreams and youll succeed
believe in dreams yes i do indeed
poem by Mitchell Nott
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On Dreams
I don't know what I'll do if my dreams don't come true
I suppose it doesn't happen very often anyway
After all it's a reward reserved for only the hardest of workers
That of which I surely cannot be
Yes, I don't know what I'll do if my dreams don't come true
I suppose I'll get married and start a family
I'll tell my kids to reach for the stars
And never stop dreaming
Then I'll have a beer and sigh
And watch TV until I fall asleep
I should be thankful for what I have
But to be honest
I just don't know what I'll do if my dreams don't come true
I really shouldn't let such thought cross my mind
Dreams can be dangerous
Dreams can turn into nightmares
I've seen what happens to the stars in Hollywood
I should consider myself lucky
Then again
When it comes down to it
I don't know what I'll do if my dreams don't come true
But what dreams do I have?
Where do I begin?
I can't be a painter
I'll end up like Van Gogh
I can't be a poet
I'll end up like Kerouac
I can't be a journalist
I'll end up like Thompson
I can't be a writer
I'll end up like Hemingway
That's right
My dreams will surely be my undoing
What a blessing it will be to look back on a lifetime of sin
My face warm with nostalgia
Flipping through old photographs
As I wonder to myself how my life was saved
But
I can't stop the thought from searing my mind
I simply don't know what I'll do if my dreams don't come true
poem by C.S. Smith
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Day Dreamer
Day Dreamer
By: Adam M. Snow
If dreams would end with life of all life,
would our dreams still suffer with strife?
Would the day dreamer still dream,
or is it all that it may seem?
Dreaming in a night, or in a day,
dreaming as it's all flown away.
Living a life as it use to be,
like branches of stars we see.
Is this but a dream within a dream,
to grasp the glistening moonlight beam?
From dawn to dusk, dusk to dawn,
dreaming of that day that is gone.
That day to which all dreams died,
with all fears and hope we feel inside.
Dreams that died will be born once more.
dreams freed beyond the open door.
If dreams live within all life,
will it one day be free of all strife?
To be in the vastness of one's dream,
and lit the way with a sparkle gleam.
To be with peace and fear surround,
to be the lost now is found.
If dreams would end with life of all life,
would our dreams still suffer with strife?
poem by Adam M. Snow
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Nobody Can Take My Dreams From Me
(Danoff)
There are minstrels and beggars, poems in the sight of the king.
Sometimes they sleep in the daytime, come out in the night time and sing.
They come into the castle, through whatever window they can find, they come into your mind.
Dreams of flying, dreams of being free. No one can take my dreams from me.
No one can take my dreams from me.
You can bind me in chains, lock me up in a jailhouse to rot.
And if you come to see me, you might think I'm there but I am not.
They can sail into prison, find their way through any basement door, they can offer you more.
Dreams of flying, dreams of being free. No one can take my dreams from me.
No one can take my dreams from me.
You can take my money, take my reputation, can even take my color TV,
no one can take my dreams from me. No one can take my dreams from me.
No one can take my dreams from me.
song performed by by John Denver
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Be focused to plan, not to dream!
Plan to do,
Take steps to do,
Find means to do,
never dream to do.
When we plan to do,
we will gather all information.
When we take steps to do,
obstacles will be removed.
when we have the money to do anything,
we will accomplish it successful on time.
When we are told to dream and do,
we will be in the trance to dream and rot.
Dreaming is the planning, which we have to do,
when we are awake, clear and focused.
Dreaming is the catalyst to induce the actions,
so dream not be obtained, in hallucinogen.
Dream when you are awake and in the crowd,
from where you can lay foundation for your dream.
Everyone of us have dreams, many dreams not planned,
not planned dreams may fail, so plan to succeed.
poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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When You Wish Upon A Star
dreams come true (dreams come true)
dreams come true (oh oh, oh yeah)
dreams come true (na, na na, na na)
they do (they do)
when you (when you)...
When you wish upon a star, (a star,) makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires will come to you (it will come to you)
If your heart is in your dreams, (your dreams) no request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star as dreamers do (ooh ooh).
(Oh, Fate is...is kind...)Fate is kind, she brings (she brings) to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of their secret longing
(oh oh oh. like...) Like a boat out of the blue, Fate steps in and sees you thru
When you wish upon a star, your dream comes true
When you wish upon a star, your dream comes true
dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
(and they don't stop) dreams come, dreams come, dreams come true
(make a wish and) dreams come, (your dreams...) dreams come, (your dreams come...) dreams come true
song performed by by N Sync
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In Pursuit Of Dreams Not Our Own
Misunderstood in our ambitions.
Bound- Pursuing dreams not our own.
Possessed by demons of inhibitions.
Vainly pursuing dreams not our own.
Our true desires scorned in misunderstanding.
In vain, Walking through this fog, Down this path of destiny-
While within are dreams still withstanding-
To fulfill a destiny of our own, And break free.
Longing for understanding-
To embrace our unique identity…
poem by Philip Alarie
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Can You Share a Piece of my Dream?
All my dreams every night
Take me far away.
But all those dreams are never right.
There's not a place I can stay.
‘Cause where I am right next to you
is the place where I belong
and in all those dreams I have at night,
to me everything's wrong.
*** So can you share a piece of my dream?
Can you come with me?
I'd look forward to falling asleep
for I know there'd be
No black and white dreams
with no moonbeams,
No colorless places
with all the wrong faces.
‘Cause if you share a piece of my dream
your face is the only thing I'll see.
So come along and enter my dreams.
There are so many places to see.
And every place we travel to
we'll remember and I'll know
that wherever I am, asleep or awake
everything is right.
So can you share a piece of my dream
when I fall asleep tonight?
REPEAT ***
Words and Music by
EDWINA REIZER
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The girl of my dreams
I met the girl of my dreams
I held her, I love her, but that wasn’t a dream
She made me feel so special inside
Now I feel like a failure inside
The girl of my dreams was so pretty and pure
The girl of my dreams was so perfect
The girl in my dreams is everything I want
The girl in my dreams is everything that is right
The girl in my dreams talked with me
The girl in my dreams is named Dee
The girl in my dreams showed me who I am
The girl in my dreams showed me what love is
The girl in my dreams showed me how to love
The girl in my dreams I love so much
The girl of my dreams I love you so
The girl of my dreams I hate that you let go
The girl of my dreams you are so rare
The girl of my dreams you for me
The girl of my dreams without life doesn’t seem right
The girl of my dreams without you why put up the fight
The girl of my dreams without you I am not whole
The girl of my dreams without you I feel like I am in a hole.
The girl of my dreams, you are for me
The girl of my dreams is Dee.
poem by Jonathan Pendley
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Cream Of Life Is One Dream For Which You Live!
Dreams are cream of life,
Dream always and never stop dreaming,
Dreaming ability,
ability to materialize dreams, can make one unique,
When the dreamer breaths dreams,
Dreaming is not bad,
One Right dream, one right effort,
Remember all successful dreamers were full of enthusiasm and curiosity,
Being curious about facts,
Cures all ignorance,
Enthusiasm opens all possibilities,
A careful and mindful dreamer shines like a star in this world of fast sleepers,
And when awake are action packed heroes!
Eat a little, sleep little,
sing the saga of success with successful dreams,
No matter one's contribution to humanity may be so little
Make one here free,
When dues settle
Cream of one's dream For which he live
Meditation is that life itself,
Who works every instant for that dream!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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What Are Dreams
What are dreams?
they are not what they seem,
I dream of the day
after we have had out say
to see you, sat by a window,
the sunlight upon you,
It highlights your glory
your face tells its own story,
What are dreams?
Only dreams *sighs*
What are dreams?
They are not what they seem,
to dream of touching you,
with more than just my words.
My voice trembles
as over words I stumble.
Its for you I yearn.
What are dreams?
Only dreams *sighs*
What are dreams?
they are not what they seem,
I repaired your wings,
even made you sing.
but within our trip,
your wings I clip.
your silent now
it hurts and how.
What are dreams?
Only dreams...........
RG/RR
poem by Robert Green
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The Recollection of Dreams
Many people can’t recall
their dreams when they awake.
But I remember everything,
and this I used to hate.
As a child I was frightened
by my sleep fantasies,
and thought they were visions
of future realities.
When I became used to them
I took them for what they were.
A release for mental creativity
at a time of deep slumber.
I can also recall all my dreams,
and you may think this a curse,
but seeing nightmares when I’m awake,
is really so much worse.
poem by Orlando Belo
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The Wonder of Dreams
I've dreamt every night
since I've been born
but all of them escaped me
in early morn.
I've lain awake on silent nights
and wondered what I would dream.
Would it be something peaceful,
calm and serene?
Or would something frightening
come into the scene?
We have no control
over dreams that come.
I've always wondered
where these dreams come from?
I don't mind letting my dreams disappear
But now the ones about you
are never clear.
Sometimes you're with me.
These dreams bring peace.
Sometimes you leave me
and good times cease.
I wish I could dream
like when I was born,
never having to wonder
upon awakening in morn.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Your Dream
Your dream is colourful like the summer,
And its change is like variety of the wildflower.
Your dreams inhabit the brain with joy,
Further than anything to enjoy or employ.
Where are the nights in dreams now?
When I was old, the dark night became a row.
Arguing on the interpretation of dreams
Cancels your experience of their teams.
The real eyebrows sleep and when awake
The eyes are fully stunned, much intake.
The dreams of youth supply us with fun,
Too many hearts are spoilt with electrification.
poem by Naveed Akram
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