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Aren't dreams great?

Some people say they don't have them
while others don't remember them at all
but I dream vividly every single night
and not just about women and Football.
A lot of my dreams can be really scary
like being chased by a giant Rat or Snake
or seeing a three headed alien being
and he's attacking me with a huge garden Rake.
I often dream about famous film stars
like Marilyn Monroe, Marlon Brando, Mae West,
I'm the leading actor and Hollywood heart throb
and Monroe whispers to me that I'm the best.
I often dream about children and animals
and they are usually jolly and full of fun
but I also have the occasional nightmare
when my little nephew turns into Atilla the Hun.
But we're told dreams are nothing to worry about
and it's not a sign that we are going insane
so that's really good news to me then
as last night I was Tarzan and my son was Jane!

poem by Kevin Halls
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Dreams are dreams

One day in my sleep
I was dreaming in my dream
Dreaming in another dream
Dreaming in dreams
Went on and on
However, dreaming did not end
Till I woke up in the morning
Not to remember a single dream
I said to myself
What difference does it make?
If I do not remember
A single dream
Ultimately, dreams are dreams
Till they do not become reality
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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I'm aware of what kids like because I'm constantly in touch with them. Also, they say that a lot of people who write for children can remember their own childhoods vividly and I can remember my childhood very vividly.

quote by Eric Wilson
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Go Back To Your Dream

Dreaming of dreams
Some times you dream but some times you don’t
What happens in your dreams?
Some know and some don’t
You may wake up from your dream and try to go back
Many may try but not all can relapse
But for those who don’t know
To dream of a dream it is easy to go back
Visions in your mined that your brain bring up
So I dream and wake up
And can’t remember what my brain brought up
Only but few that I could remember I would lay down at night
And think of my few
I chose but one and think clearly through the night
I fall asleep to dream of a dream

And after the night the sun had come up
I had recalled the dream of a dream
Simple as thought
Just to lay in bad and think of my dream
and be for it had been told I had my dream of a dream

poem by Jacob Pettey
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A Dream Of France

All over France
There was a dream,
It started, like all dreams
From one man.

Then the dream spread
Like a virus,
Until everyone had the dream
And everyone knew the dream.

Soon, the man who first had the dream
Was pushed aside, was shot
By the ones who picked up the dream
To make money from it.

People who did not share the dream,
People who dared to have other dreams...
Well, they were just dirt,
And men and women were killed
And children were re-educated
To worship the dream.

And the dream became a nightmare
But the dream-holders
(Who had abused the dream
Who had added bits onto the dream
Concerning those who did not dream...)
They would not let the dream die.

So it would have ended that way
If somewhere, a new dream had not been dreamed,
Dreamt by one man
For the whole of France.

poem by Jacques du Lumerie
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Why dreams?

Why dreams? …
Why not
soft surcease instead?

Why disturbing dreams?
Why not
Nocturnal bliss instead?

Why such puzzling dreams
That wakes one then
Disappears from one's head?

Why scary dreams? …
That causes one's head
To toss on one's bed?

Why not dream
Of flying…soaring…
In stead of being led

Why not dream
Of what you would want…
Dream dreams to call yours alone

You dream what you dream
To me… so it seems
Because your brain has a mind of it's own

poem by David Whalen
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Dreams To Remember

Artist(Band):Robert Palmer
(Print the Lyrics)
I got dreams, dreams to remember
I got dreams, dreams to remember
Honey I saw you there last night
Another man's arms holding you tight
Nobody knows how I felt inside
All I know is I walked away and cried
I got dreams, dreams to remember
Dreams to remember
I know you said he was just a friend
But I saw you kiss him again and again
These eyes of mine they don't fool me
Why did he hold you so tenderly
I got dreams, dreams to remember
Dreams to remember
I got dreams, dreams to remember
I still want you to stay
I still love you anyway
I don't want you to ever leave
Girl - you just satisfy me
I know you said he was just a friend
But I saw you kiss him again and again
These eyes of mine they don't fool me
Why did you hold him so tenderly
I got dreams, dreams to remember
Ooh dreams
Brok'n dreams
Don't help each other
Bad dreams
Dreams to remember
Dreams to remember
Dreams to remember
Dreams to remember
Dreams to remember
Dreams to remember
Dreams to remember........

song performed by by Robert Palmer
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What Do You Dream About?

Have you ever met anybody who does not dream?
All of us have dreamt of something good or bad before
Some dreams are believed to foretell the future
While few dreams remind us of things we have forgotten
Other dreams are just hallucination and nightmare
What do you dream about?
Some people dream every night
While the others dream once a while
Do you dream straight or opposite?
To dream straight is to see a vision
To dream straight is to have a revelation
Is your dream good, bad or frightening?
Has your dream ever come true?
Do you day-dream or dream while you sleep?
What do you really dream about?
Politicians dream of winning elections
Students dream of passing exams
Soldiers dream of winning battles
Everybody dreams of promotion on the job
Fishermen dream of catching lots of fishes
Some men see their future wives in a vision
Few women see their future husbands in a dream
Almost everybody dreams of winning the lottery
What do you actually dream about?
Many see their enemies in a dream
Few see their true friends in a vision
Others found solutions to their problems in a dream
Can we live on earth without dreaming?
Your answer is as good as mine
Whatever you may dream about
I hope your good dreams come true

poem by Julius Babarinsa
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Single Day

Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not in his thoughts
Not a single day goes by..........
Where his heart does not feel
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not want to reach out
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he dreams of his love for her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not dream of kissing her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not dream of holding her
Not a single day goes by..........
Where he does not ask. Why?
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not his first thought on waking.
Not a single day goes by..........
Where she is not his last thought before sleeping.
Not a single day goes by..........

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poem by Robert Green
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In The Local Football Oval

In the floodlight lit football oval each weeknight after tea
I hear the young men shouting as they train diligently
As their coach puts them through their training drills their exuberance I hear
They sprint about in the chill night air in the coldest time of year.

Some of the young players under twenty they have their dreams of fame
That they yet may become famous in Australia's only indigenous game
To play in an Australian Football League Grand final would be a dream come true
A dream that's dreamt by many and realized by only a few.

In the well lit football oval they kick ball and sprint around
And in their endeavour to become match fit they cover miles of ground
And they perform push ups and pull ups and natural muscle in this way they gain
For one cannot expect sporting success if for success you do not train.

In the local football oval where dreams are born and die
The shoutings of the young men echoes to the starry sky
In the chill evening air of late Autumn you hear them cheer and shout
As they race through the oval and chase the ball about.

I hear them every evening from six thirty till after eight
In the local football oval five hundred metres from my front gate
The town's young budding football stars not quite yet in their prime
And they dream of sporting greatness that will withstand the test of time.

poem by Francis Duggan
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Dreams

Written by: Raymond Douglas Davies
Published by: Coronado Music
Chord file
Lyrics:
When I look so far away
Please don't wake me from my dreams
I'm just wondering who I could be
If I lived inside my dreams
I could be a king or a football star
Drive around in a big sports car
An astronaut or a millionaire
I could do anything or go anywhere
Dream I'm far away
Dream I'm far away
Racing driver or a great politician
A man of power or a man of religion
I could be almost anything
If I could live inside my dreams
Dream I'm far away
Dream I'm far away
Please don't wake me from my dreams
Please don't wake me from my dreams
Please don't wake me from my dreams
When I look so far away
Please don't wake me from my daze
I'm just wondering who I could be
If I lived inside my dreams

song performed by by Kinks
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Young David The Under Fourteen

With the local football club he plays under fourteen
In their football colours the black, brown and green
He dreams in the A F L he will star one day
Against Australia's finest he will be picked to play.

Everytime I see young David he's with the egg shaped ball
Playing by himself or with other boys in the park for his age he is tall
His dream is to play as number one ruckman for his favourite team Geelong
Enjoying a great victory as he sings the Club song.

Most boys of his age have a wish or a dream
To win a gold medal or play with a top football team
But not all dreams do come true everyone can't know fame
Still it is nice to dream of great things just the same.

He is the top ruckboy in his football team
And as a player of promise he knows local esteem
But few good juvenile players into great players grow
And young David he still has a long way to go.

poem by Francis Duggan
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In my dreams..

I can´t quite remember
My dreams last night
Only thing I know for sure
It´s that you were there to hold me tight
Things were kinda dark, mixed and confused
I can´t quite remember it all
But I remember you
I was kinda dazed, crazed, lost,
But I dreamt of you and you were there
You had me in your arms
You did care
I had a dream
I can slightly remember some things
I can only remember
You were there…in my dreams.

poem by Nina gáspari
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Le Poète Rêve

He dreams;
Resting in an arm-chair
With his imaginations in clouds of pride
He dreams, he dreams,
About the world, glorifying it with wordy-spice to hide
E'en if its problems, he prays ne'er to bear
He dreams.

I dream,
About pleasing the hearts of men
And those who despise poetry with passion
I dream, maybe I dream,
To feel hatred with compassion
And to fall in love with the loveliest of all women
I dream.

We dream,
About what will be not
Like wishing we stood on the podium as God
We dream, foolishly, we dream,
But grace caresses the heart of those whose blood
Is for the sacrifice for those they hate not
We dream, we all dream!

(05-02-AD2011)

poem by Justin Okwarachukwu
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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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Oh Were is My Africa

I dream the dream of dreams
Oh were is my Africa
Of noble past and ebony rule
Of golden sunsets and
Cluster night skies of bright stars
Of sculptured warriors
Dancing to the drums of night
Of sisters in garments of bright
Multicolor cloth
Singing songs to Shango

I dream the dream of dreams
Oh were is my Africa

Of the circle of the elders
Noble in stature
And reaping of wisdom
Sitting in harmony
With the ancestors
To provide guidance to the people

I dream the dream of dreams
Oh were is my Africa

Of afros, Swahili and dashikis
And greetings of my brother, my sister
Of jazz and blues, and afro rhythms
Of peace and harmony
Of pursuit of knowledge and truth
Of compassion and love
I dream the dream

I dream the dream of dreams
That my Africa
is nowhere but in my dreams

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poem by Alfonso Siverls
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Remember Then And Now

Remember little jack sprat
Remember three little pigs
Remember all those fairy tales
That seemed so real to us a kids

Remember mother goose
Remember Cinderella going to the ball
Remember the old lady in the shoe
Remember sleeping beauty eyes closed and all

Remember growing up and out
Remember getting rid of baby things
Remember watching Disney
And not singing barney songs we used to sing

Remember getting grow up
Remember sleeping in big kid beds
Remember ditching Barbie dolls
And tiring to flush their heads

Remember going to jr. high
Remember how scary it seemed
Remember getting used it
But not to getting picked last on teams

Remember when people had cliques
Remember when you were not part one
Remember when people started acting weird
But with your friends you still had fun

Remember eight-gread graduation
Remember high school seeming tough
Remember the day you got there
And it really wasn’t that rough

Someday you’ll look back
And remember doing this too
It seems weird now but
But it depends on your attitude

poem by Missy Lynn
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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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Every Single Day

Every single day
We'll remember what we do today
Words we didn't say
We'll remember every single day
Then years go by
To wonder why, and wonder what we learned
Was that the bridge we should'a crossed?
The one we burned?
Every empty night
To regret a life that could've been
Maybe you were right,
just forget that emptiness within
So if you go
before that moment's gone
look at me the way
I'll remember every single day
From now on
You deserve,I don't know,
what the man I'd love to be
That's not the way it turned out
No, you fell in love with me
Everything you doubt
I will fight for every single day
Help me work it out
Make it right for every single day
But this I swear
I'd stake my life upon
If you go or stay
I will love you as I do today
And I love you
Every Single Day
From Now On

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Football A Way Of Life

Being a football fan is a way of life
it is constantly on one's mind
your thinking about the next match
while going about the daily grind.
Your talking about great goals
and a brilliant player from the past
telling anyone who's listening
that he was skilful and he was fast.
Your living and breathing football
you dream of it in your sleep
even though the team you support
can make you angry and make you weep.
You meet up with fellow football fans
in the pub before the big match
one group of like minded people
talking about football over pints and a batch.
Football on a Saturday is all that matters
nothing else can stand in it's way
all of life's worries are put on hold
while the football fan watches his team play.