The prologue of Breath
Heaven is Hell, upside down
Wherever you view it, will be your crown
Paint the jewels in a color
In amorphous arms, keep you in slumber
Awake to the dream; know it’s real
The taste of reality is always quite sour
The faithful laugh in ridicule
Pause unconcern: relief is for the medicinal
Above the sky sits the empty world of space
One day you’ll find it can be a very busy place
poem by Kevin Patrick
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The Signboard
I will paint you a sign, rumseller,
And hang it above your door;
A truer and better signboard
Than ever you had before.
I will paint with the skill of a master,
And many shall pause to see
This wonderful piece of painting,
So like the reality.
I will paint yourself, rumseller,
As you wait for that fair young boy,
Just in the morning of manhood,
A mother’s pride and joy.
He has no thought of stopping,
But you greet him with a smile
And you seem so blithe and friendly,
That he pauses a chat awhile.
I will paint you again, rumseller,
I will paint you as you stand,
With a foaming glass of liquor
Extended in your hand.
He wavers, but you urge him –
Drink, pledge me just this one!
And he takes the glass and drains it,
And the hellish work is done.
And next I will paint a drunkard –
Only a year has flown,
But into that loathesome creature
The fair young boy has grown.
The work was sure and rapid.
I will paint him as he lies
In a torpid, drunken slumber,
Under the wintry skies.
I will paint the form of the mother
As she kneels at her darling’s side,
Her beautiful boy that was dearer
Than all the world beside.
I will paint the shape of a coffin
Labelled with one word – ‘Lost’
I will paint all this, rumseller,
And will paint it free of cost.
The sin and the shame and the sorrow,
The crime and the want and the woe
That are born there in your workshop,
No hand can paint, you know
But I’ll paint you a sign, rumseller,
And many shall pause to view
This wonderful swinging signboard,
So terribly, fearfully true.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Sign-Board
I will paint you a sign, rumseller,
And hang it above your door;
A truer and better signboard
Than ever you had before.
I will paint with the skill of a master,
And many shall pause to see
This wonderful piece of painting,
So like the reality.
I will paint yourself, rumseller,
As you wait for that fair young boy,
Just in the morning of manhood,
A mother's pride and joy.
He has no thought of stopping,
But you greet him with a smile,
And you seem so blithe and friendly,
That he pauses to chat awhile.
I will paint you again, rumseller,
I will paint you as you stand,
With a foaming glass of liquor
Extended in your hand.
He wavers, but you urge him-
Drink, pledge me just this one!
And he takes the glass and drains it,
And the hellish work is done.
And next I will paint a drunkard-
Only a year has flown,
But into that loathsome creature
The fair young boy has grown.
The work was sure and rapid.
I will paint him as he lies
In a torpid, drunken slumber,
Under the wintry skies.
I will paint the form of the mother
As she kneels at her darling's side,
Her beautiful boy that was dearer
Than all the world beside.
I will paint the shape of a coffin,
Labeled with one word-'lost,'
I will paint all this, rumseller,
And will paint it free of cost.
The sin and the shame and the sorrow,
The crime and the want and the woe
That are born there in your workshop,
No hand can paint, you know.
But I'll paint you a sign, rumseller,
And many shall pause to view
This wonderful swinging signboard,
So terribly, fearfully true.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Letter To A Dream Named Anna
My dear sweet Anna,
You are like a dream come true, but I fear that you are just a dream. A dream I had one night so long ago. How I wish that you were real to me for I could devote the rest of my life with a woman like you. If I had the world I would lay it at your feet. A woman as beautiful as your self can only be a dream. All my waking hours I dream of a lovely lady like you.
I would fly you away to my arms if I could. I have not the means to do such a thing so you remain a dream. A dream I wished I could have, but I have to face reality each day knowing you are so far away. I am hunted by your spell over me. You are a dream that I wish never to wake from. For if I were to pass away in my dream, I would die a happy man knowing an angel loved me once.
To hold and kiss you would be heaven divine. Your lips are perfect and sensuous. Your eyes are warm and welcoming. Your face men would die for. Your hair is so perfect and neat. You are so sultry and sexy only to be found in a dream. What else could any man ask for? I am but a mere mortal touched by an angel for you are like a wisp of the wind. You can be felt but never touched.
You are too lovely to be a lone. Any man that would pass you up is a fool. How I have prayed and wish you were real. How I wish you were that dream that came true. How I wish that when I wake from my dream I saw your lovely face looking back at me for then I would know that I have truly died and went to heaven. I would know that all my prayers are now answered. O’ what a lovely day that would be, but you are just a dream and I am awake now.
dreams
poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Sometimes There's Three
There’s two sides to every story
And sometimes there’s three
You can take a trip around the world
To simply cross the street
I know, ‘cause that's what happened to me
Laugh, laugh
Even the jester has to laugh
When everything turns upside down
It sometimes helps to laugh
There's two paths on every journey
And sometimes there's three
You can meet your fate on the same road
You took to avoid it
I know, 'cause that's what happened to me
Laugh, laugh
Even the jester has to laugh
When everything turns upside down
It sometimes helps to laugh
And at the crossroads, don't turn and look away
Let it kiss you on the face
And then have a laugh
There’s two women in your life
And sometimes there’s three
You can make a wish upon a star
Only to find it land in your street
I know, ‘cause that's what happened to me
Laugh, laugh
Even the jester has to laugh
When everything turns upside down
It sometimes helps to laugh
There’s two people fighting for your mind
And sometimes there’s three
Each mask you wear at different times
Till one fits comfortably
I know, ‘cause that's what happened to me
Laugh, laugh
Even the jester has to laugh
When everything turns upside down
It sometimes helps to laugh
And at the crossroads, don' turn and look away
Let it kiss you on the face
And then have a laugh
Copyright Colin Coplin 2010
poem by Colin Coplin
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Unreal Reality
All that i see, seems so unreal to me,
Is it the truth or is it only fantasy,
Is it a dream or is it unreal reality?
All around me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake, or the ultimate reality?
That house is so big that it reaches right up to the clouds
It's got hundreds of windows, so the people inside can look out,
And they look down below and wonder what it's all about.
Look at that lady she got silver all over her face,
Is she a human being or a creature from outer space,
Is she authentic or phoney, i guess it's just a matter of taste.
Oh because they can feel it, it's gotta be the real thing,
Because they can touch it, it's gotta be reality.
If they say it's real, it's gotta be the real thing.
See that fella, looking all spick and span,
Is he a tailor's dummy or is he a real man,
Is he genuine, or straight off the assembly line.
All round me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake or the ultimate reality?
Is it a dream, or is it the real reality?
song performed by by Kinks
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I Dream Of Possibilities
Can regrets exist after your dead?
Can you be awake while sleeping in your bed?
An existence of something so fictional.
Until it is seen do we believe it isn't real?
In a dream can one steal?
Bringing back a memento from a far away place.
It feels as distant as outer space.
What we desire is not always what taste.
A euphoria in every escape.
Is it possible?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Of A Place
i dream of a place
a place far away
wuth sun sand and sea
just so far away.
i dream of an island
i dream im lost at sea
i just dream about anything
thats not here u see.
i dream im in space
i dream im flying high
i dream so i dont have to ask why.
i dream to escape
the harsh reality of life
the cold world
that surrounds my life.
but i dream to keep going
it keeps me safe
just to know that my dreams
is the only place where im completly safe
poem by laurajayne Kennedy
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My Lonely World
I live in a world of my own
Where no one ever goes
A place where it is only me
And no one else to see
I live in my separated world
A diverted world
A world where no one has ever been
A world whose face has no grin
I created it you see
Or rather it formed around me
It’s a world with no precise view
Its observations are skewed
It’s a world with no real time
Nothing is ever orderly in a line
It’s a place of my very own
A place that will never be shown
I live in it all by myself
I call it my own hell
My own hell that I suffer everyday
My own hell that I live through everyday
But I live in it
And I don’t ever wish I was out of it
Cause no one understands me
No on cares about me
In their world they all live in
In the world I could never fit in
So I prefer my own world-
My little lonely world
poem by Rachel Blank
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Heaven And Hell
Imagine no Heaven and no Hell, these are words on which to dwell,
Written by a spiritually empty pen, this, to deceive a world of men.
Told to think about just today, ignoring what God’s Word does say,
Suggesting nothing about eternity, but only what their eyes can see.
But, there is a Heaven up above, a place in Eternity, filled with love,
The dwelling place of Eternal God, reigning above the earth we trod.
And there really is a Hell beneath, full of wailing and gnashing teeth.
The Hell Christ described my friend, is a lake of fire that has no end.
This man’s imagination will not last, when his life upon earth is past,
And indeed all men will face reality, when they pass on into eternity.
Heaven and Hell were spoke of, by Jesus Christ, who reigns above.
Hell was created by God for sin, that in mortal bodies reigns within,
Created for Satan and his crew, not initially intended for me or you,
A place in Heaven is prepared for us, who in Christ place their trust,
But, one thing that cannot enter in, the Glories of Heaven is our sin.
So Christ came as our sacrifice, to cleanse believers, for Paradise.
Up in Heaven not down in Hell, is where believers one day will dwell,
And not through vain imagination, but through God’s great Salvation.
Hell eternally is prepared for, Satan and all men who reject The Lord,
Far from a mindless interjection, it is for many their eternal selection.
(Copyright ©08/2007)
Las Palabras De Amor
Guilt stains on my pillow
Blood on ny terraces
Torsos in my closet
Shadows from my past live is real
Life is real, life is real, so real
Sleeping is my leisure
Waking up in a minefield
Dream is just a pleasure dome
Love is a roulette wheel - life is real
Life is real, life is real, oh yeah
Success is my breathing space
I brought it on myself
I will price it
I will cash it
I can take it or leave it
Loneliness is my hiding place
Breastfeeding myself
What more can I say
I have swallowed the bitter pill
I can taste it, I can taste it
Life is real, life is real, life is real
Music will be my mistres
Loving like a whore
Lennon is a genius
Living in every pore
Life is real, life is real, life is real, so real
Life is cruel
Life is a bitch
Life is real - so real
song performed by by Queen
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The King Has Lost His Crown
Ahhhaaaa......
I believe your new girl turned you down
And they say shes pushing you around
How does it feel, I guess it hurts your pride
Tell me my friend how many nights you cried
Disaster and disgrace
The king has lost his crown
Suddenly
Hes clumsy like a clown
Aaaaah
The world is upside down
The king has lost his crown
Was it hard to step down from your throne
And to know tonight youre all alone
Oh what a shame, you really want that girl
She doesnt care, still you just dream of her
Disaster and disgrace
The king has lost his crown
Suddenly
Hes clumsy like a clown
Ha-aaaahh
The world is upside down
The king has lost his crown
Disaster and disgrace
The word is all around
Suddenly
Hes clumsy like a clown
Aaaaaaa-ah
The world is upside down
The king has lost his crown
song performed by by ABBA
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Unrealistic Dream?
i had a dream that i was king
i had a dream that nothing could stop me
i had a dream that i could fly
when i awoke from that dream
i had already fallen
i was just a peasant
everyone including myself had stopped me
i tried to fall back asleep
tried to forget what was real
and learn what's not
but every time i tried to go back
back to that world
every time i managed to grasp what little i had left of it
reality pinched me awake
i had a dream that i was happy
how do i make that reality?
poem by Michael Secrets
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We Dream In Color
Dream sequence
(wake up, wake up, wake up, time to dream)
(wake up, time to dream)
We dream, we dream, we dream in color
Wake me up in the middle of the night, tell me what youve seen
Ivory clouds in a sea of blue, fields of endless green
But we lie here and we search for stars
Or big bad letters all the way from mars
The sky is black and the moon is pale, and we cry for this world of ours
In the dark we still believe (oh you know that we still believe)
In the dark we see
Chorus:
We dream in color - but we live in black and white
We dream in color - like a rainbow in the night
We dream of peace, we dream of love, but still the dream is not enough
We dream in color
Oh yes we dream
I wake up in the middle of the day, locked within this cell
The sun is weak on the gun gray street, a cold and concrete hell
So I close my eyes and remember the days
Of a blood red sky and a purple haze
The flag was yours and the flag was mine, but we let it fade away
In the dark we still believe (oh you know that we still believe)
In the dark we see
We dream in color - but we live in black and white
We dream in color - like a rainbow in the night
We dream of peace, we dream of love, but still the dream is not enough
We dream in color
(guitar solo)
This is where it all comes down, this is where the truth is found
Someones gotta keep this dream alive
We dream in color - but we live in black and white
We dream in color - like a rainbow in the night
We dream of peace, we dream of love, we dream of life!
We dream in color
We dream in color - we dream, yes we dream
We dream in color - but we live in black and white
We dream in color - and hold on to each other
We dream in color - lover to lover, sister to brother, we hold on
We dream in color
We dream in color - we dream
We dream in color - we dream...
song performed by by Starship
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Is This Heaven?
Walking home with you last night
You said the world is beautiful
And how things look that way when youre in love
I love this world
When Im in your arms
Is this heaven?
I opened up the letter that the
Postman gave to me this morning
Had to stop myself from shouting out
I love this world
When Im in your arms
Is this heaven
When Im in your arms
Is this heaven
I know that heaven waits
For those whose love is true
I want to be there when
The age of love is come again
Tell me all about yourself
And how you came to me like in a dream
And every night I dream of you
I dream of you
When Im in your arms
Is this heaven
When Im in your arms
Is this heaven
I know that heaven waits
For those whose love is true
I want to be there when
The age of love is come again
I sit and watch the sun go down
And in the darkness theres no sound
While in the sky tonight the stars all cry I love you
Are they crying out over you
cos youre in my heart
Is this heaven?
cos the story starts and ends with you
song performed by by Moody Blues
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What is the color of love?
What is the color of love?
I'll paint it with RED.
Do you ask me why? Because.....
Red roses are the symbol of love,
Red sunrises are the symbol of life.
What is the color of love?
I think I'll paint it with ORANGE.
I'll give it to you by the segments.
It looks so naive but....
You have to believe.
What is the color of love?
And now I'll paint it with YELLOW.
It's the sunshine of the bright day.
It's the color of flowers in spring.
What is the color of love?
I'll better paint it with GREEN.
'Green grass of home...',
Green leaves, green piece...
What is the color of love?
I think I'll paint it with BLUE.
It's the color of the sky,
It's the color of freedom,
It's the color of seas and oceans
It's the color of the devotions.
What is the color of love?
It is sometimes dark blue
When the ocean is angry
When someone's love is not true.
What is the color of love?
May be it is VIOLETTE?
Don't try to guess
As I'd like here to confess:
It's a RAINBOW!
Larisa R(Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Sleep Here to arise some where!
Life is a dream
only a dream
Not full of cream
Only we scream,
In Joy or pain
All that is vain,
When we lose restrain
We take too much strain,
only to fall in pain!
Life is life all around,
No meaning ever found,
Only going round and round
From space to ground
Ground to space is another
round!
Life has several crew
anyone can any moment screw
Everyone is captain
Aim is to contain
By that restrain,
Love and life simply both teach and Train
Without any strain!
So many people sigh
And say
To hell with this world,
Look into their eyes,
They live in the hell
they are not well, For them nothing is well,
Only like that they tell,
Somewhere their feathered hat
of pride fell!
Life is a dream,
And a dream Only continued indefinitely,
It is dream in which
We feel the difference between
real and dream,
Reality is deep sleep,
And slept long before somewhere,
Arise here to sleep Someday,
Only to awaken in dream!
Death is that sleep,
From this house carries only to
give another house!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Stuck In A Dream
How do we quell the angering giant.
With a cradle and song to sleep.
Into a far away place we dream.
Visiting the pastures where it is always green.
Drinking from the magical stream.
A cool refreshing taste.
On the astral plane we do embrace.
In fantasies we do live.
If only for moment.
Before reality forsakes us.
Speaking in foreign tongues of their being no escapes.
What we see, what we know, oh how can this be.
Questioning the entire galaxy.
If for nothing else then reason.
To explain away the impossible painful memories.
A empty door to empty space.
Steps to retrace.
Following like lost little sheep.
Once the wool is gone, is it possible we might freeze?
A fear of who we are.
Capturing a burning star.
Only to find when you open your hand it is already gone.
It evaporated into thin air.
And as it gets ever thicker, they are images in the form vision we can see.
Or is it the mirage of destiny?
With choices as a infinite number of keys, is their a master?
One to unlock all.
Watching as leaves fall, how do know where they will land?
A formula of creation is at hand.
Patent pending, thieves waiting.
Through eye of the storm how far can we see?
Putting our arms up how far is it do we think we can reach?
And when you bring it back down, will it have changed?
Bleached clean of all the impurities.
Poison gone forever in our arms and hearts.
Of the possibilities to be forever stuck in this dream which one is it that you see?
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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A Girl In Hell
A girl was bathing in hell
Said she wanted me dead
So I could be with her in hell
The words she had said
Kept reverberating in my head
Give in to lust, she had said
Let not your world be lost
For Heaven knows we'll soon be dust
And your world will all be gone.
What could it all mean?
This girl I see in my dreams
And yet I do not know
I have wondered to a world unknown
This imagination in my mind have I create
I drowse and I slumber yet I do not sleep
Is this another fantasy of my dream?
She had come and gone with my love
Those hurtful moment I felt I could cry
I could find no tears, I only heaved a sigh
I want to be righteous, I want to fly with Christ
But this girl keeps bringing me back to my vice.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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The Flat Horizon
(wang chung)
I wanna paint your portrait in bright color
I wanna paint the lines in red and blue
I wanna make your eyes appear like starlings
Saying, darling, I love you!
I wanna set your face upon a landscape
I wanna show the love and toil and sweat
I wanna show your beauty like a crystal
In an all-night launderette
Chorus:
Oh this line is the flat horizon
And you are the shape on the left
Oh this line is the flat horizon
And this is the sun in the sky
Oh this line is the flat horizon
And makes the great divide
Between heaven and angels
And earth and men
I wanna show what lies beneath the surface
In little squares of purple, green and gold
So everyone can see their own reflection
In the mirror of your soul
I wanna paint your arrogance and beauty
I wanna paint the way you laugh at me
I wanna paint the world in which I see you
Fixed for all eternity
Repeat chorus
I wanna paint your portrait in bright color
I wanna paint your personality
I wanna show the world just how I see you
I wanna show the world just how I see you
You know that only I can guarantee you
Precious immortality
Precious immortality
Repeat chorus
song performed by by Wang Chung
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Lost in a Dream World
Lost in a Dream World
By: Adam M. Snow
What place is this, from my slumber I wake?
A mistiful world, a smell of roses flake.
I walk this world of nightmare hollow,
Dare not treasure this dreamful wallow.
The feeling is real but this world's a lie;
If I keep on living, surely I'll die.
What place is this within my slumber,
Where the sky is that of umber?
I wander through this bleary abyss,
Confused about this worldly amiss.
All my dreams and fears before me;
Out in the open for me to see.
I run but all is still;
I can't help myself be ill.
I am lost within this world of dreams;
Alone forever, in a world of gleams.
poem by Adam M. Snow
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