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Dreams are visions of beautiful images;
Nightmares are of horror beyond all gauges.
poem by Manjeshwari P MYSORE
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Book Of Visions
Visions, bare th' naked scope of futures life's measure
Stimulates th' rhapsody......wrapped in loves' pleasure
Magazine-like images draw shades of prismed colours
Inspiring th' Mind's-Eye sensories....to draft its covers
Visions, cast a shadow on th' plight of dreams to come
As well as crosses dealt to us fr'm black eastern drums
Out-of Body premonitions.........strike inspired chord's
Aspiring thos' with Faith to crack th' deadlocked doors
Visions, book th' voyage.....to our destinies last chapter
Strange abberation images.......of Life beyond hereafter
Artly smoke-hazed matchstickmen, odd misconception
Channeled from Dreams energies, this ruse perception
Visions, are the bloodline of our Spirits living foresight
Capped in a mortal shell of human God-blessed insight
Stroking on th' threads of heart beats pulse n' rhythm
Casting virtued credence 'pon..........Visions catechism
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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Dreamers (acrostic)
Dream dust gathers in our minds
Rewinding sweet & sometimes bittersweet images from our daily lives
Everlasting & intriguing sights like a movie scene being played
Arresting our souls
Mirroring memories that are real & sometimes unreal
Enjoyable daydreams too once in awhile
Remembering those unique visions that are given to us in our sleep
Silently I sleep tonight per chance to dream.... hopefully sweet dreams without any nightmares
Ravensong
Sept.22-09
poem by Jean Dament
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How Beautiful Is It
Pilling up the positive thoughts,
Wishing time could depart us,
How beautiful are your hands,
Fashioning a fish pond with your peers,
Holding your niece so dearly,
Awaiting to hug cousin,
How beautiful are your hands,
As beautiful as they may be,
They will never hold me
Your eyes looked beyond me,
Sensible but not even capable,
How beautiful are your eyes,
Looking at the smoke and clouds,
In desolate lands with voidness,
Where wealth is found under sand,
How far can your eyes see,
As clear and vivid your vision may be,
You may never see me in your sight
Being simple and full of humility,
How far can you act my friend,
The words are hidden and rare,
Difficult to choose and express,
Yet the feeling so easy to encounter
How beautiful are you feelings,
As beautiful and humble as they may be,
You might never feel for me
The movement of the stars and moon,
The dreams you dream my dear,
The hopes, thoughts and visions,
Being there is actually being absent,
How beautiful are your dreams,
Do you dream of me like I do,
How wonderful are you visions,
As wonderful and beautiful they may,
I might never be in them
Me and you, perfect match,
The fairytales so continous and perfect,
The feeling so strong and ever coming,
How beautiful is us,
As beautiful as we may be,
There can never be us.
poem by Gaylord Munemo
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Death of Dreams
It’s simple
It’s sad
It’s images I can’t shake
The death of dreams seems so real
So close
It’s cruel
It’s terrible
It’s killing off hope
The death of dreams is real
It’s here
It’s pain
It’s misery
It’s ruining all that has ever been good
The death of dreams fills me up
It’s my own death
It’s horror
It’s tears
It’s the final stab in an already shattered heart
The death of dreams may be gone
But still, it has my soul
poem by Fae Sebastian
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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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I have had dreams and I have had nightmares, but I have conquered my nightmares because of my dreams.
quote by Jonas Salk
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Blessings Of Prophets Intended Rejected
Dream visions
receding not birthed into life
within this wall.
Dream visions
images messages blessings miracles
not realized in this world.
Dream visions
God’s blessings upon people all nations
sin cursed not confirmed.
Dream visions
from source to mind to scribe to word
world indifferent withheld denied denial.
poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Dream Of Nightmares...
I dream of nightmares
under my skin
I dream of nightmares
over and over again
the nightmares I dream
all seem so real
the sound the smell
the touch the feel
I dream of nightmares
in day and night
somehow never filled with fright
I'm always relaxed and very calm
even standing in front of a bomb
the calmness never leaves my soul
because I dream of nightmares
and they never get old
poem by No Reason To Care
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The American Dream has run out of gas. The car has stopped. It no longer supplies the world with its images, its dreams, its fantasies. No more. It's over. It supplies the world with its nightmares now: the Kennedy assassination, Watergate, Vietnam.
quote by J.G. Ballard
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Eye sea visions
Eye sea visions
Turning into shadow
Disappearing with the dark nights,
Eye sea visions
Walking in my dreams
Pushing to join realities
Then eye fold my hands and wait.
Eye sea visions
Smiling in the face of the moon,
Smelling like flowers of the Seasons
Whispering a psalmist eulogy
Then, eye close my eyes and anticipate!
Eye sea visions
And eye feel irritated, as eye begin
To lament deceptions,
Intuition envelops me… as
Eye wonder the genuineness of this
Visions eye see.
©1997
poem by Akachukwu Chukwuemeka
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Black Widow
I just love my nightmares
I cant wait to sleep
Enjoying all my dreams
Got no regrets
I can be a flash of lightning
Striking down on rocks
Burning down the law
Getting things I never got
Turning the world
Nothing unheard
One night can be more than a day
Just like a black widow
Like a black widow
I cant stand the dreamers
Scared of things that fly
They just have sweet fantasies
And fade and die
Nightmares - are so good, so good
And they always end just when they should
Nightmares are cool, nightmares are cruel
I love the fun and the thrill
Just like a black widow
Like a black widow
Black widow
Just like a black widow
Here comes the morning
And who can deny
Leaving the dream is so hard
I love my nightmares
I await their return
And this time, Im dressed to kill, dressed to kill
Just like a black widow............
song performed by by U. D. O.
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Night Poem
After dancing on the nightly lips
Dreams melt in
The unrealized passion of the night
After choking the night's lungs
Nightmares break into
Dripping sweat on the night's skin
Where do colourful dreams
And nightmares equally
Hide in this gorging night?
Dismembered by the ravenous night
The vacuous body lumbers
In the vacant corridors of the day
17 May 2011
00.00hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Playing a masterpiece of false reality
Keys hit softly
Keys hit sadly
Yet it’s perfectly beautiful,
In every way.
It speaks of oppression
It speaks of war
Yet it’s still beautiful
In every way.
It paints stunning images of death
It paints stunning images of violence
And still it is beautiful in every way
Until
Until realities key is hit just perfectly.
And everything that was once beautiful,
Plummets into woe.
poem by GuyAdler Dorelien
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Beautiful Soul Horror Born In Purity Crisis
beware beautify transitory ephemeral souls
dancing in mansions of mystic imagination minds
dancing back to mist Garden of Eden memories
dancing beg clay entry into angelic paradise songs
dreams swiftly heal horror earth expulsion screams
beautiful soul now horror born in purity crisis rebirths
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Images
I think images are worth repeating
Images repeated from a painting
Images taken from a painting
From a photo worth re-seeing
I love images worth repeating
Project them upon the ceiling
Multiply them with silk screening
See them with a different feeling
Images, oh, images
Images, oh, images
Some say images have no feeling
I think theres a deeper meaning
Mechanical precision or so its seeming
Instigates a cooler feeling
I love multiplicity of screenings
Things born anew display new meanings
I think images are worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, oh, images
Images, images
Im no urban idiot savant
Spewing paint without any order
Im no sphinx, no mystery enigma
What I paint is very ordinary
I dont think Im old or modern
I dont think I think Im thinking
It doesnt matter what Im thinking
Its the images that are worth repeating
And repeating, oh, images
Images
If youre looking for a deeper meaning
Im as deep as this high ceiling
If you think technique is meaning
You might find me very simple
You might think that images boring
Cars and cans and chairs and flowers
You might find me personally boring
Hammer, sickle, mao tse tong
Mao tse tong
Ooohhh, images, images
Images
I think that it bears repeating
The images upon the ceiling
I love images worth repeating
And repeating and repeating
Images, images
Oh, images, oh, images
song performed by by Lou Reed
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Mission
Words by neil peart, music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Hold your fire --
Keep it burning bright
Hold the flame
til the dream ignites --
A spirit with a vision
Is a dream with a mission
I hear their passionate music
Read the words
That touch my heart
I gaze at their feverish pictures
The secrets that set them apart
When I feel the powerful visions
Their fire has made alive
I wish I had that instinct --
I wish I had that drive
Spirits fly on dangerous missions
Imaginations on fire
Focused high on soaring ambitions
Consumed in a single desire
In the grip of
A nameless possession --
A slave to the drive of obsession --
A spirit with a vision
Is a dream with a mission...
I watch their images flicker
Bringing light to a lifeless screen
I walk through
Their beautiful buildings
And I wish I had their dreams
But dreams dont need
To have motion
To keep their spark alive
Obsession has to have action --
Pride turns on the drive
Its cold comfort
To the ones without it
To know how they struggled --
How they suffered about it
If their lives were
Exotic and strange
They would likely have
Gladly exchanged them
For something a little more plain
Maybe something a little more sane
We each pay a fabulous price
For our visions of paradise
But a spirit with a vision
Is a dream with a mission...
song performed by by Rush
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Promises in high standard!
My Motto is your Goodwill!
I would like to see each citizen
with good health, wealth and prosperity.
If I come to the power by chance
At least I give a small jet to each & every citizen
who could see Mars and If you like to work there you could bring foreign currency to our land?
Those who have not seen the stars in day light
This may be a Golden opportunity for them
And please make a cross in front of my precious photograph
on your ballot paper chum!
*['I have had dreams and I have had nightmares, but I have conquered
my nightmares because of my dreams.']- Jonas Salk
nimal dunuhinga
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Indelible Images
Idelible Images
That first day of school
That first friend
Indelible Images
That first play
That first fight
Idelible Images
That first graduation
That first car
Idelible Images
That first drunk
That first sober
Idelible Images
That first love
That first forget
Idelible Images
That first death
That first realization
Indelible Images
poem by Scott Tetreault
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We're an interesting species. An interesting mix. We're capable of such beautiful dreams, and such horrible nightmares. We feel so lost, so cut off, so alone, only we're not. See, in all our searching, the only thing we've found that makes the emptiness bearable, is each other.
quote by Carl Sagan
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Amplify Inner Visions
Finished reading true private eye stories searching
for missing persons, so many people romantisize the
past and early experience; we should enjoy our visions,
not try to find them manifested in real events, it is better
to fail in tracing old flames or abusive parents
Imagination enables us to improve on reality and create a
better world - the fact that the past proves their memories
of young love wrong, teaches us to look ahead to create the
best future we can, instead of trying to find idealized images
in real life – we should project these dreams
Into the future, striving to amplify our inner visions…
poem by Margaret Alice Second
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