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Some Other Poet, Some Other Poetry

and yes, since we can all dream
some other life – but do not, cannot,
dream its divergences, its accidents,
its departures and arrivals,

I dream some other life
rich in metaphor
so that nothing seen, but
draws into the mind its strange partner
far across the world:
food on a plate seen as
a battlefield; a chair as atoms;
a rainstorm as a marriage;
a fieldmouse as an empire;

and across years, the whole planet
drawn two by two into the arked mind
meeting its metaphoric partner and
questioning its own image of itself
living in strangeness

and in after years
a figure seen, in knee-high leather hunting boots
striding through city streets
seeing not a city but a world;
living words as if meeting strangers,
waking simultaneously in many heavens,
knowing the unknown into its own future words

poem by Michael Shepherd
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I Dream

Every night as moon come out
It’ so late, I get tired and go sleep
I dream
About my past and you
It could be good/ bad memories
I don't mind
Some are hilarious, stupid, crazy, anything else
I dream
It can be about anything I pictures
I just need use my imagination
One dream I have was that I was
Living in a world where everything was made out of
Food and drinks that is a fun world to live in
I dream
It place to relax my mind and
Relief from long day
I dream
It can be scary, romantic, cool, or
Fun or anything I want it to be
It's a fantasy world to enjoy
It can have meaning
There something in your life that bothering you or
What happen that day so you are dreaming about it
I dream

poem by Christina Phan
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I shall make some slips no doubt, and shall perhaps talk in second-hand language, but not for long: the living image of what I saw will always be with me and will always correct and guide me. Oh, I am full of courage and freshness, and I will go on and on if it were for a thousand years! Do you know, at first I meant to conceal the fact that I corrupted them, but that was a mistake — that was my first mistake! But truth whispered to me that I was lying, and preserved me and corrected me. But how stablish paradise — I don't know, because I do not know how to put it into words. After my dream I lost command of words. All the chief words, anyway, the most necessary ones. But never mind, I shall go and I shall keep talking, I won't leave off, for anyway I have seen it with my own eyes, though I cannot describe what I saw. But the scoffers do not understand that. It was a dream, they say, delirium, hallucination. Oh! As though that meant so much! And they are so proud! A dream! What is a dream? And is not our life a dream? I will say more. Suppose that this paradise will never come to pass (that I understand), yet I shall go on preaching it. And yet how simple it is: in one day, in one hour everything could be arranged at once!

quote by Dostoyevsky
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Dreaming A Dream

Dreaming of a dream
A dream were skies are blue oceans are clear and life scared
Dreaming of dream
were a dream of peace and love rule and hate is a myth
Dreaming of a dream
having food for all, and all not thirst
Dreaming of a dream

Dreaming of a dream
were skin color is just that, us all just one
Dreaming a dream
no pain, war the only true crime
Dreaming a dream
were the rich give, and the poor have a chance
Dreaming a dream

Dreaming a dream
were we can look on a future of happiness'
Dreaming a dream
were the children are the future
Dream a dream
were lives are fullfilled, and getting old is not a bad thing
Dreaming a dream

World wonderess, happy, clean, perfect

Dreaming a dream

poem by Vincent Armone
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Everyday Hero

He takes the train into the city
To him its more than just a working day
Cause he knows he can change the world in his ordinary way
Shes got a job, she has a family
She tries to keep them both together
Shes barely getting by, saving everything she makes
Day by day it seems its getting harder to win
How much longer, ready for their ship to come in
These are the times of the everyday hero
This is the battlefield of the working man
Trying to survive, staying alive, giving it all that he can
With a fire in his soul that keeps burning
And a dream in her heart that wont die
Living day to day, theres no easy way in this everyday life
They started out as high school sweethearts
He promised her a life of luxury
And though they dont have riches they have everything they need
The eyes of her child are her diamonds
The gift of his love are her pearls
Together they plan, taking a stand to make this a better world
But never breaking, knowing that their dreams will begin
Getting stronger in each others arms
These are the times of the everyday hero
This is the battlefield of the modern world
Theres a spirit inside that keeps us alive, giving it all that we can
With a fire in our soul that keeps burning
And a dream in our hearts that wont die
Living day to day, theres no easy way in this everyday life
Everybody has a special reason
Theres a chosen road to follow
Just remember nothing good comes easy
Dont surrender till you you find your rainbow
These are the times of the everyday hero
This is the battlefield of the working man
Trying to survive, staying alive, giving it all that he can
With a fire in his soul that keeps burning
And a dream in her heart that wont die
Living day to day, theres no easy way in this everyday life
These are the times of the everyday hero
This is the battlefield of the modern world
Theres a spirit inside that keeps us alive, giving it all that we can
With a fire in our soul that keeps burning
And a dream in our hearts that wont die
Living day to day, theres no easy way in this everyday life

song performed by by Dolly Parton
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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An Island Or A City

is he an island or a city
he wonders through his world
not knowing the words
if an island or a city

lost time
and
losing life
in search of a dream
that was never dreamt-
from happy to sad
but never being glad
changing like the days and dates
that will never come back.

nor an island or a city
is left
but the dust, in the wind
don’t go in search of a dream,
that was never dreamt!
Was it an island
or
a city

www.mrvasco.com

poem by Vasco M. Resendes
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I'm living a dream

I'm living a dream
where people stay together as one
as god want us to be
where all the enemies compromise and become as one
i'm living a dream
where i could wake up and look at the blue sky with a happy sunny face
where i could watch the rainbow on the sky
i'm living a dream
where the battle have to come to an end
i'm living a dream
where i could hear the singing bird
where i could stand on the top of a high mountain and shout for freedom
poor me
we yell at each other
we used each other
we hurt each other
because we are human
this is a way of life
my people let's hope for the best
my people lets stop being selfish
open your eyes and see the world is drifting apart
because of us
i'm living a dream
where we all become as one
holding hands in hands
I'm living a dream
where we all could live without any pain and sorrow
how wonderful would it be
if we stay together
die together
blame together
i just realized we are only human

I'm living a dream

poem by Guenael Oristel
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This Poem Is Not A Dream

THIS POEM IS NOT A DREAM

This poem is not a dream
It comes from where so many true poems come
From the other side of the mind
When it does not know peace -
From the waking desire
The hunger that is not satisfied
The lonely life and the lonely mind-
It comes from the search for love
And the love itself – the joy of love-
And from the memory of what we most deeply know when we are ourselves in love of another-
This poem is not a dream-
It comes from the waking world and the waking words-
The hard truths the bitter small things
The disappointments and rejections
The endless small humiliations which Time and Chance make of us all-
This poem comes from where we are most human
With the pain of those closest to us-
And our longing to save them and be loved forever by them-
The dream is not the poem
Life in its all its endless difficulties is the poem
And this poem too
Does not say half of all the hurt I have suffered in this one small day alone.

poem by Shalom Freedman
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Dream A While With Me

I dream of rainbows, Bright in the sky,
I dream of lightning, together we cry,

I dream of flowers, I feel such delight,
I dream of spiders, and I scream with fright,

I dream of fish, swimming in the sea,
I dream of sharks, coming after me,

I dream of lambs, frolicking around,
I dream of wolves, Hunting, no sound,

I dream of children, several of them ours,
I dream of them waking, Being up for hours,

Stay with me forever and together we'll cope,
Because when I dream of you, I dream of hope,

Dream awhile with me and together we'll see,
Not all dreams are bad, so dream along with me.

poem by Sydney Bell
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Dream A While With Me

I dream of rainbows, Bright in the sky,
I dream of lightning, together we cry,

I dream of flowers, I feel such delight,
I dream of spiders, and I scream with fright,

I dream of fish, swimming in the sea,
I dream of sharks, coming after me,

I dream of lambs, frolicking around,
I dream of wolves, Hunting, no sound,

I dream of children, several of them ours,
I dream of them waking, Being up for hours,

Stay with me forever and together we’ll cope,
Because when I dream of you, I dream of hope,

Dream awhile with me and together we’ll see,
Not all dreams are bad, so dream along with me.

poem by Cathryn Martin
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Papa

Papa, this is your son writing to you from a very strange land;
There is air on this land but with the floating minds that muses,
And of the power of love and the power of the muse that it brings.
I have been able to live here for many years and,
I have taken your words and i am now myself over here.
This is a very strange land with no air,
But your words had taken me in that far;
For up and close and personal is the muse that the land shares.

I am living on this strange land with my lover,
But my heart will grow on to fulfil my dreams;
Papa, it is all coming back to you now!
For your words are my weapons over here to muse up with others.

The immortality of the mortals seems far from this dream,
And i will always do my best to get you the news from here always;
But if the walls could talk, they could have told you much already.
I will give up on this dream and,
Living in this strange land will be my weapon ahead;
For, i left home to be able to satisfy you people as well.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Bad Dream

Im living in a bad dream.
Theyre supposed to be here by now.
What the hell is taking them so long?
I parked the car just like they said.
Now, Im sitting, waiting for a bullet in my head.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im supposed to be feeling better by now.
What the hell is taking me so long?
I hit the hay just like they said.
Now, Im sitting, waiting for a bell in my head.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
On a curve, lost control.
On a cliff, lost control.
This is not happening to me.
I say so.
Im supposed to be a better person by now.
What the hell is taking me so long?
Dying saviors off sum cross.
Now, Im hoping and Im praying that theyll nullify my losses.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream gone bad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Im living in a bad dream
Im living in a bad dream thats sad.
Im living in a bad dream.
Gordon gano: vocals, guitar
Brian ritchie: acoustic bass guitar, vocals, autoharp
Guy hoffman: drums, vocals
David vartanian: electric piano
Produced by brian ritchie and gordon gano
Recorded and mixed by david vartanian at dvs perversion room, milwaukee, wi
gorno music reprinted with permission

song performed by by Violent Femmes
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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The Dream Forgotten

i have a dream
little black kids, and little white kids
free at last
shooting each other on city streets
in the public schools
wanting to be little Nino Brown’s
i have a dream
jihad, and white supremacists
i’ve been to mountain top
where missles fire on city, after city
i have a dream
to be a basketball player
making one million dollars
i have a dream
to be a rapper with my own clothes line
i have a dream
to be a pimp, and walk with a limp
i have a dream
to sell crack
i have a dream
i have a dream
that AIDS would sweep an entire planet
that nuclear weapons will become security
i have a dream
i have a dream
that global warming will never stop
that religion won’t mean a thing
evil will consume everything
i have a dream
i have a dream
i have a dream
peace, peace, but there is no peace
give me liberty, or give me death
one god, one aim, one destiny
by any means necessary
i have a dream forgotten
rotting away
no one to remove the debri, or decay
festering like an open sore
like 21 volumes of suicide
floating like a butterfly
stinging like a bee
in brooklyn grows a tree
twin towers no longer there to see
I have dream
that preachers will preach prosperity
i have a dream
that teachers will teach humanity
i have a dream
that lovers will love vanity
i have a dream
i have a dream
several score, and several years ago
our founding fathers were dedicated
to the proposition that we were created equal
it’s a shame it didn’t include colored people
different church steeples
i have a dream
or so it seems
like something that happened yesterday
was it yesterday?
well! any way I have a dream

poem by Keith Ricardo Williams
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I Dream'd In A Dream

I DREAM'D in a dream, I saw a city invincible to the attacks of the
whole of the rest of the earth;
I dream'd that was the new City of Friends;
Nothing was greater there than the quality of robust love--it led the
rest;
It was seen every hour in the actions of the men of that city,
And in all their looks and words.

poem by Walt Whitman
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Dream

dream - dream - dream - dream
dream - dream - dream - dream
dream - dream - dream - dream
dream - dream - dream - dream
dream - dream - dream - dream
dream - dream - dream - dream
dream - dream - dream - dream
until to the end draws nigh
to wake up and breath high

Ency Bearis
(c) copyright 2008

poem by Ency Bearis
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The privilege

If you can thrill, its your own will,
I can't say whether it pleases me.
Yes, I'm privileged to this city up till,
but, this way ahead lil decreases me.

I'm restless for those things hidden,
that's discovered all aloof.
Wherever, which way, what city I'm in,
something happens a goof.
I feel sometimes brain, barren I till,
and being in the world this life teases me...
Yes, I'm privileged to this city up till,
but, this way ahead lil decreases me.

Bunch of years my life has lived,
risen I have from unknown streets.
Among the crowd why I'm timid,
when tides are hounding all fleets.
I wait for such a living skill,
that courage of death ceases me,
Yes, I'm privileged to this city up till,
but, this way ahead lil decreases me.

29/05/02

poem by by unknown author
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Aint It Strange

Aint it strange that we destroy
What we embrace
And we leave
What we seek
Its such a shame
Aint it strange that we smile
When we cry
And no one knows why we are here
And where we going to
Aint it strange
We could be, we could be so good together
Aint it strange that we share what we hate
That we break what we love
Its such a shame
Aint it strange when we pray, we betray anyway
And no one knows what we are for
Why were so tough
When were so fragile
Aint it strange
Aint it strange, still we could fall into a dream, Id wish no one
Will catch that fall
For we could fall for love, life is but a dream, life is but a dream
All the tears in the world not in vain for the pain is gone, the
Shame is washed away
When were all one, life is but a dream, life is but a dream
Its hard to believe after thousands of years
The world is still drowning in blood and tears
Weve been quite advanced but again we fail
It is dog eats dog on the ratrace trail
It is getting too much and were getting nowhere
While hatred and fear is all that we share
I cant take it no more when Im watching the news
We must stick together or were bound to lose
Gold/1994

song performed by by Alphaville
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dream.dare.seek

Dream to dare and dream what others don’t seek
Seek to dare another dream that dares to dream.
Dare to dream the dream that others seek
Seek the dream that others don’t dare.

Dream yourself away from here
Fly yourself away from fear.
Across the barren lake of infinity
Towards the beaming celestial city.

Seek what your heart desires
Beyond the haggle and twist of buyers.
Where the world cannot be bought or sold
Hearts are the only things made or silver and gold.

Dare to let your mind take flight
Away from darkness into the light
Forever and ever this world shall turn.
Our hearts and eyes, lies to burn.

Seek.Dare.Dream

poem by Emily Ecstacy
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My First Poem

I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream.

D day u dream d day I lost,
D day u dream d day I lost

Its d day d dream come true

I lost in woods d fire beneath
Dreaming the eyes d dream come true,
D day u dream d day I lost,

I lost in world d world of souls,
No matter what u wear, what u eat,
It only matters what u did what u think,

I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream.
D day u dream d day I lost,

Opens d heart in soul rest mind,
Opens d sky as a sapphire of life,
No more bondings,
No more relations,
No more feels,
No more heals,
No more limits,
No more hopes,

D day I become an independent being

Its d day d dream come true,
D day u dream d day I lost,

I lost somewhere before u dream,
I lost somewhere before u dream……

poem by Imnt Alive
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A Dream

i saw a dream
with flowers in the garden
with the breeze in a sudden
with the birds singing
with the bees beeeng

i saw a dream
with a beautiful life
having a adorable wife
with a sweet face
in a sensitive case

i saw a dream
a friend was there
still is here
a sweet sister was there
with a caring hand over my hair

i saw a dream
with beautiful thoughts
with a lots of hope
was happy bcoz i have friends
and a sister more than friends

i saw a dream
of complete life
became so much happy
but i forgot its just a dream
will over as soon as i am waking

i saw a dream
is it my fault?
i thought everything mine
but they were in my dream
they were always far from mine

its just a dream
which is now over
i am still here
the stupid innocent flower

the dream is over
nomore bees are there
no breeze is there
no birds are there

the dream is over
i am stunned again
i am alone
noone is here
just me and my lonlyness is here

the dream is over
the relationship is also over
the caring is just now flirting
and the sweet words are now paining

the dream is over
now feeling the truth
the smiling tooth
the sweet thoughts and
the emotional crafts

the dream is over
it was not mine
bcoz i was just a guest there
played some bad innings
and left losing the heart in stead of earning

the dream is over
i am thankful to my friends and sister
now i am over
seeing the tomorrow
planning for the future
hoping not to be a creature
living here and there

dream is over

poem by Rajnish Jena
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Olympic Platinum

If I could reach to the sky and touch it for my country
Get some on my finger and take in its smell
The smell of victory land of the free Olympic dream
My Olympic dream
My promotion scheme
How hard can it be
How high can I jump
How high can I throw
How high can I run
How high can I hold my breath and stay underwater
and wave my legs around in perfect unison with my partner who really doesn't understand me
For my Olympic dream
I'll be like Dwight Stone
I'll be like Bruce Jenner
I'll be like that girl who trained all her life as a distance runner and then tripped with a quarter mile to go
But I I will get up and I will run
I will run with the Georgia peach breeze and I will win
I will win my Olympic dream
The gold's just not good enough
And I don't even think of the bronze
I've ????? my life for Olympic Platinum
Olympic dream
I'll sing like Whitney
My Olympic dream

song performed by by Pearl Jam
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