Cathartic daydreams
Anticipating nightmares
Envisaged details
haiku by Marieta Maglas
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Silver (The Hunger)
Shandy was somebody's daughter
Driving to something insane
They busted her crossing the border
Quick as a sniff of cocaine
All she could pay was attention
So all they could take was her time
Proving an ounce of possession
Ain't worth a piece of your mind.
Chorus:
'Cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise
Locked in the goldhandle bathroom
Martin was changing his mind
Shedding his humble pretensions
One careful toke at a time
And wiping the mask off the man in the mirror
Who really was Billy the Kid
Smiling at somebody dying
For something that he never did
Chorus:
'Cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise
As soon as he sat down beside her
Shining like Saturday night
Shandy was his for the saving
Sweet as she looked in the light
And maybe they moved from the bar to the bedroom
Maybe just stood there instead
Martin woke up wet and screaming
Dreaming of blood on the bed.
Chorus:
'Cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Shandy
Shandy was somebody's daughter
Driving to something insane
They busted her crossing the border
Quick as a sniff of cocaine
All she could pay was attention
So all they could take was her time
Proving an ounce of possession
Ain't worth a piece of your mind.
Chorus:
'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise
Locked in the goldhandle bathroom
Martin was changing his mind
Shedding his humble pretensions
One careful toke at a time
And wiping the mask off the man in the mirror
Who really was billy the kid
Smiling at somebody dying
For something that he never did
Chorus:
'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise
As soon as he sat down beside her
Shining like saturday night
Shandy was his for the saving
Sweet as she looked in the light
And maybe they moved from the bar to the bedroom
Maybe just stood there instead
Martin woke up wet and screaming
Dreaming of blood on the bed.
Chorus:
'cause nightmares are somebody's daydreams
Daydreams are somebody's lies.
Lies ain't no harder than telling the truth.
Truth is the perfect disguise
song performed by by Kris Kristofferson
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Mostly singing was cathartic, writing was cathartic, therapeutic. I don't think I had a goal, particularly, to sing or put it out there for anybody.
quote by Lisa Marie Presley
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How many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares if there seemed any danger of their coming true
quote by Logan Pearsall Smith
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Many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares, were there a danger of their coming true!
quote by Logan Pearsall Smith
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Traces Of Sadness
Verse 1:
He walked through the neon light
His future's 'bout to burn
His face was a mask of violence
He'd just reached the bitter end -
That point of no return
There was nothing left to reach
Chorus:
Just traces of sadness
(All the tears remained uncried)
Just echoes of madness
(All his fantasies had died)
He buried his daydreams
(But the nightmares stayed alive)
(Addiction's like a fence)
(That keeps away your second chance)
When the road to freedom ends
Verse 2:
Drinks and drugs and all the rest
He walked that one way street
That leads into desperation
And he learned the hardest way
To steal and fight and cheat
There was nothing left to learn
Chorus:
Just traces of sadness
(All the tears remained uncried)
Just echoes of madness
(All his fantasies had died)
He buried his daydreams
(But the nightmares stayed alive)
(Addiction's like a fence)
(That keeps away your second chance)
When the road to freedom ends
Bridge:
Deep down in his soul he found
The words he had to learn:
There is no way to return
Chorus:
Just traces of sadness
(All the tears remained uncried)
Just echoes of madness
(All his fantasies had died)
He buried his daydreams
(But the nightmares stayed alive)
(Addiction's like a fence)
(That keeps away your second chance)
When the road to freedom ends
When the road to freedom ends
(The traces of sadness)
Chorus:
Just traces of sadness
(All the tears remained uncried)
Just echoes of madness
(All his fantasies had died)
He buried his daydreams
(But the nightmares stayed alive)
(Addiction's like a fence)
(That keeps away your second chance)
When the road to freedom ends
When the road to freedom ends
song performed by by Vanilla Ninja
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How many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares if there seemed any danger of their coming true!
Logan Pearsall Smith in Afterthoughts, Life and Human Nature
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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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Their Teachers
Never do the same signs show their details,
Details are simply abandoning the very concept;
Signs fool the teachers of this era as we speak,
Details are against those who teach and display.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Sometimes In August
Cool, I mean cool as ever.
Anticipating these confrontations could end and bring abruptly the spark envisaged.
Dreams painted and hopes built, gladly chanting with sacred verves and voicing out in-depthly my voluminous ideas.
Sometimes in August, when plans discriminately fight one another with the aim of being supreme.
Hot, I mean hot to be exact.
If the heart beats to render courage to time, then hopes build up to defy fate.
Sometimes in August, our hopes fade, new consignments are met but proposed interrogationz would ever linger on my brains as always.
Sometimes in August.
poem by Prince Kenny Osei
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Just A Song
Oh, to get ahead in this world
Takes a lot of kind words
The ruthless damning actions
And I hope, I never have to hurt you
Though I gladly will do
My friend
And I'll be reading in the kitchen
Sipping lazy cups of tea
I won't be brooding in my bedroom
With the shutters down on me
And this song is not cathartic
Because I've done nothing wrong
It's just a song
It's just a song
Oh, you see the more you're trying
The more I know you're lying
The more I start to hate the sight of you
Tell me what would you do?
Pulled by both arms, nearly torn in two
I'll be reading in the kitchen
Sipping lazy cups of tea
I won't be brooding in my bedroom
With the covers over me
And this song is not cathartic
Because I've done nothing wrong
It's just a song
It's just a song
And I'll be reading in the kitchen
Sipping lazy cups of tea
I won't be brooding in my bedroom
With the shutters down on me
And this song is not cathartic
Because I've done nothing wrong
It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song
It's just a song
song performed by by Ordinary Boys
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A Poetry Of Registration Research In The Contemporary Culture
details
precisely
diversity
steps
mediation of reality
abstract realizations
details again
no I-iniciated discussion
I-Konw-it-Is-Difficult-To- Do is a challenged being, not the category
details agains repeated again
but-ness id gone forever
d-e-t-a-i-l-s
insight revisted and reconstructed after the deconstructions
of multiple-I analysis
Let's Be Honest About This
Let's be honest about this!
'No.
Why should we?
Look behind you.
The majority now follow us.
Plus it has stopped raining.
A rainbow appears.
And...
Who knows,
If we keep with our beliefs...
Soon we will be near the Emerald City.'
WHAT EMERALD CITY? ? ?
'Keep your voice down.
I said IF we keep our beliefs...
Soon we will be near the Emerald City.'
But that's lieing.
'Details.
Details, details, details.
So what?
Something will show up...
And we will call it the Emerald City.
You know how it works.
You've been playing this game longer than I have.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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In Our Daydreams
In our daydreams, we wander
to places of our hearts desire,
green garnished fields stretching
out as far as the eyes can see.
Winding paths with shady trees,
soft flowing streams where the may flies play.
To natures touches of beauty
that in our daydreams lay.
13 March 2011
poem by David Harris
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Still Life
Dave Murray, Steve Harris
Take a look in the pool and what do you see
In the dark depths there faces beckoning me
Can't you see them it's plain for all to see
They were there oh I know you don't believe me.
Oh...I've never felt so strange
But...I'm not going insane.
I've no doubt that you think I'm off my head
You don't say but it's in your eyes instead
Hours I spend out just gazing into that pool
Something draws me there I don't know what to do.
Oh...they drain my strength away
Oh...they're asking me to stay.
Nightmares...spirits calling me
Nightmares...they won't leave me be.
All my life's blood is slowly draining away
And I feel that I'm weaker every day
Somehow I know I haven't long to go
Joining them at the bottom of the pool.
Now...I feel they are so near
I...begin to see them clear
Nightmares...coming all the time
Nightmares...Will give me peace of mind.
Now it's clear and I know what I have to do
I must take you down there to look at them too
Hand in hand then we'll jump right into the pool
Can't you see not just me they want you too.
Oh...we'll drown together
It...will be forever.
Nightmares...forever calling me
Nightmares...Now we rest in peace.
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Sending Those Mixed Messages
No!
My name is 'not' Angel.
Everybody's trying to get in a free 'cruise'.
And at my expense.
'Listen to Me!
You were specifically given an assignment.
When asked the 'code'...
You are to reply accordingly.
That's 'another' one you let escape.'
Ok ok ok.
I understand that, My Father.
But my name is not Angel.
I 'am' an angel.
And that is a tremendous difference.
The question I 'should be asked,
Is this...
Are you an 'angel'?
'Why is it,
You are the only one...
I find I 'have' to qualify My wishes.
Do you realize what time it is?
And I am on a schedule to raise conscious levels,
Around here.
DETAILS! Details.
Let ME worry about the details.
Is that clear? '
Sure!
Now...
What details do You refer to?
And how clear should I be?
'BOY!
Where on EARTH did you come from? '
Father...?
Aren't I 'not' Your creation?
There You go again.
Sending those mixed messages.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Nightmares
Asian nightmares come from the heavens,
Under the flowers is a soil to grow,
Where nightmares exist,
The folly of horses and different steeds,
In the right path they tread.
Africa has no dream of its own
But that of horses riding, openly dying
When they gallop, stealing the grass and sand
With their enormous hooves.
Nightmares are against the teaching of the public.
poem by Naveed Akram
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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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An Eye For Details
details
are
everything
sometimes
details
are not just good
sometimes
details
are everything
an eye
for
detail
eye
mind
understood
heart hand
desire
to do good
patterns possibilities
dreams birth reality
perfection creativity
time to listen focus
hear earth cry
end abuse exploitation
nature models sustainability
ecosystems elastic diversity
interactive beautified energy
poem by Terence George Craddock
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One should absorb the colour of life, but one should never remember its details. Details are always vulgar.
quote by Oscar Wilde
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