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Burning In

No anchors. I was not seeking
a blind spot
in shadows of the wall, standing

on a hot, glistening, obsidian,
wearing only death-gloves
of pink body, the caked fronds of a fossil-name,

inviting the rain to wet the brown
grass as tall as the fallen pride
of a coiled accomplishment of a tiger,

the lips nearest to the fangs of
cobra, still nonchalant about the Murphy’s Law;
mute belief of a blueberry

shedding the grey ash of pollen
from the virgin flowers of doom,
from dream to dream,

when the shifting of night starts
at ground red, a white shirt climbs on
a tank to challenge the turret.

poem by Satish Verma
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Color Blind

Everyday seemed to be rainy,
I just woke up to see the gray clouds on my window,
the birds didn't illuminate my mornings with their beautiful melody anymore,
I couldn't see more colors than black gray and white.

One day I woke up after having a colorful dream,
I could see more than gray,
I realized I was a color blind before,
because I noticed that after that rain and clouds,
there has always been a rainbow for me,
so I was color blind not to notice that colorful rainbow before,
but, they say that you can't see a rainbow without rain

My rain was just a wall not to see that beautiful rainbow,
now it has dissappeared,
I'm not a color blind anymore,
Now standing in front of my window,
I can see a bautiful bird red and blue looking for flowers,
Flowers violet and pink standing on the ground,
the beautiful green of trees and plants,
and the splendid blue of my new sky,
one of them I can't name it,
is so unique so special,
I think I'll call it...
Love....

poem by Ana Lia Zaldivar
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I dream..

I dream of floating away on a cloud
I dream of catching a falling star
I dream of my prince charming
I dream of how I'll save him from the dragon
I dream of cows on the moon
And pink grass

I dream of old ladies knitting socks
I dream the twelve Olympians are real
I dream I'll meet them someday
I dream of vast sugar cane fields
I dream of a bed of roses
And how prickly that must be

I dream of firefly friends
I dream of a lighting bug show
I dream of riding a striped horse down the aisle
I dream of hot air balloons
I dream of polar bears
And penguins

I dream of snow
I dream of rain
I dream of summer
I dream of fall
I dream of day
And night

I dream of the moon
I dream of stars
I dream of going to Mars
I dream of how I'll be queen of the Martians
I dream of how I'll love my subjects
And people always said I belonged on another planet

I dream of love
I dream of faith
I dream of hope
I dream of culture
I dream of life
And I dream sweet dreams

poem by Sai Srujana
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Girl At Midnight

Then walk the floor, or twist upon your bed
While bullets, cold and blind, rush backward from the target’s eye,
And say, “I will not dream that dream again. I will not dream
Of long-spent whispers vanishing down corridors
That turn through buildings I have never known;
The snap of rubber gloves; the tall child, blind,
Who calls my name; the stained sheets
Of another girl. And then a low bell,
Sounding through shadows in the cold,
Disturbs the screen that is my mind in sleep.

“—Your face is never clear. You always stand
In charcoal doorways in the dark. Part of your face
is gone. You say, ‘Just to be through with this damned world.
Contagious fogs blow in. Christ, we could die
The way deer sometimes do, their antlers locked,
Rotting in snow.’
“And I can never speak.
But have I ever told the truth to you?
I did not ask for this; a new disease threads in.
I want your lips upon my lips, your mouth
Upon my breasts, again, again, again, again;
I want the morning filled with sun.

“But I must dream once more of cities burned away,
Corrupted wood, and silence on the piers.
Love is a sickroom with the roof half gone
Where nights go down in a continual rain.

Heart, heart. I do not live. The lie of peace
Echoes to no end; the clocks are dead.
What we have had we will not have again.”

poem by Weldon Kees
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The Impossible Dream

I dream the impossible dream

I dream of snow that falls in
June,

I dream of pink and white tinsel
Hanging from the sky

With white and blue carnation
falling like rain

I dream of the turtle dove singing
Me your medley of song

I dream of the night’s with sunshine
Shooting stars of cupid arrows
Sail

I dream of love when December is
Really a summer’s day

I dream of a love back in the summer
Of 71..

When the night’s were young and love
Blossom of roses..

I dreamed of times when everything
Was fine

When I was young and you were my
Shining star.

To dream the impossible dream when
When sky was yellow

And rain was blue

The snow fell in June

When days of December was gray
With long white icicles

Glisten as sparkling diamond hanging
From branches..

poem by Carolyn Sears
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I Dream Of Being With You

I dream of knowing your velvet kiss,
the soft warmth of your lips,
the delicious drink of carnal bliss
that pours from your fingertips.

I dream of a pirate ship in the harbor
with its prow and glistening stern.
I dream of moonlight in the arbor
with songs of quixotic nocturne.

I dream of pearl-drippings on the bed,
the fragrant breeze of night.
I dream of roses of cherry red
that rise in scarlet delight.

I dream of a pulsing palisade
with beads of tiny flowers.
I dream of meadows dressed in jade,
collapsing sighs and showers.

I dream of oceans, calm and sweet,
that streams of love plunge in.
I dream of passion's burning sheet
that's tossed as free as sin.

I dream of stars melting from the sky,
twinkling with crystalline delight.
I dream of things that cannot die.
I dream of you this night.

poem by Linda Marie Van Tassell
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Connect to Nature

White hair
Blue eyes
White clouds
Blue skies

Pink hair
Brown shirt
Pink flowers
Brown dirt

So many ways to connect to nature
Let's fix ourselves; change our future

poem by Gwenevere Cornwell
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Shadows And Tall Trees

Back to the cold restless streets at night
I talk to myself about tomorrow night
Walls of white protest
A gravestone in name
Who is it now
It's always the same
Who is it now
Who calls me inside
Are the leaves on the trees
Just living disguise
I walk sweet rain tragicomedy
I'll walk home again
to the street melody
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know...
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Shadows and tall trees
Life through a window
Discoloured pain
Mrs. Brown's washing is always the same
I walk street rain tragicomedy
I'll walk home again
to the street melody
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know...
(Out there)
Do you feel in me...
Anything redeeming
Any worthwhile feeling
Is love like a tightrope
Hanging from the ceiling
But I know, oh no
But I know, oh no
But I know...
Shadows and Tall Trees

song performed by by U2
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Dancing Dream

If you are weary-
If you are weak-
Sleep, sleep, sleep, my darling child, sleep.

If you are lonesome-
If you are sad-
Dream, dream, dream, my darling child, dream.

Dream of waters, unending like a mother's love.
Dream of a sky, colored like a painter's canvas.

Dream of green grass, reaching up to touch you.
Dream of a great oak, standing tall above you.

Dream of a waterfall, its call echoing all around.
Dream of a breeze, whispering in your ear.

Dream of a star, shining brighter than any other.
Dream of a friend, sticking closer than any brother.

Dream of a love, burning brighter than a sun.
Dream of a trust, holding harder than a rock.

Dream a dancing dream, a dancing dream, a dancing dream.
Dream a dancing dream, my darling child.
Sleep and dream.
A dancing dream.

poem by Stephen Carey
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To A Brown Boy

That brown girl's swagger gives a twitch
To beauty like a Queen,
Lad, never damn your body's itch
When loveliness is seen.

For there is ample room for bliss
In pride in clean brown limbs,
And lips know better how to kiss
Than how to raise white hymns.

And when your body's death gives birth
To soil for spring to crown,
Men will not ask if that rare earth
Was white flesh once, or brown.

poem by Countee Cullen
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December Sunset

The pink-blue sky
With the grey-blue buildings
And windows all in pink
With the jet-streams flying
The pink becomes blue,
Becomes grey,
While our eye forms abstract designs
In the cold.
And the charcoal streets
With their white-blue lamps
To cancel out
The god-given darkness.
And finally, to the stillness of the night
We close our eyes
And dream of other worlds.

poem by Fred Babbin
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Bring On The Night

I was taking a chance on a tight-rope
Walking the line to the end
I was ready to fall had my back to the wall
But i'm flying again...
I been shifting my gears. i been moving
Cause they wanted me dead or alive
But i'm making a break and i want you to take a ride
Take a ride -
Bring on the night
Into the shadows and out of the light
Bring on the night
Let the dream chaser take you away
When the sun hits another horizon...
And the joker has started to deal...
You can quit if you choose but there's nothing to lose
By a spin of the wheel
Gotta burn all your bridges behind you, they'll keep dragging
You down if you stay...
And i know i ain't wrong cause i'm free and i'm on my way
On my way...
Bring on the night
Into the shadows and out of the light
Bring on the night
Let the dream chaser take you away
I live on the edge of tomorrow
I'm racing along on the wind
I can see what i need, you better believe
I'm playin' to win
I got nothin' to fear when i'm flyin...
Cause yesterday's over and gone
And there's nothin' i can do...so i gotta keep movin' on..
Movin' on -
Movin' on -
Bring on the night
Into the shadows and out of the light
Bring on the night
Let the dream chaser take you away...take you away
Bring on the night
"dream chaser"
Repeat till fade

song performed by by Rainbow
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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A Kentish Garden

THERE is a grey-walled garden, far away
From noise and smoke of cities, where the hours
Pass with soft wings among the happy flowers,
And lovely leisure blossoms every day.

There, tall and white, the sceptral lily blows;
There grow the pansy, pink, and columbine,
Brave hollyhocks, and star-white jessamine,
And the red glory of the royal rose.

There greeny glow-worms gem the dusky lawn,
The lime-trees breathe their fragrance to the night,
Pink roses sleep, and dream that they are white,
Until they wake to colour with the dawn.

There, in the splendour of the sultry noon,
The sunshine sleeps upon the garden bed
Where the white poppy droops a drowsy head
And dreams of kisses from the white full moon.

And there, some days, all wild with wind and rain,
The tossed trees show the white side of their leaves,
While the great drops drip from the ivied eaves,
And birds are still--till the sun shines again.

And there, all days, my heart goes wandering,
Because there, first, my heart began to know
The glories of the summer and the snow,
The loveliness of harvest and of spring.

There may be fairer gardens; but I know
There is no other garden half so dear;
Because 'tis there, this many, many a year,
The sacred, sweet, white flowers of memory grow!

poem by Edith Nesbit
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The Wall That I See

always this wall
this wall, always, this,
wall, always
i see, and face, and
grasp, and feel
with my palms, and touch
with my fingers

never love it
but i am in here surrounded
always, by this, wall,
this, wall, this wall,
always, i dream of
overcoming this, wall
this height,

i dream of ladders,
and tall feet, and i always,
look beyond this,
this wall, this.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Color Me Blind

I had a dream,
Last night I was blind
And I couldnt see
Color of any kind
Picture the world,
Minus a rainbow
When day becomes night,
Then where will the sun go
Dancing alone,
Just me and my shadow
Color me blind,
So I can see no evil
Why do we dream,
In black and white?
Color me blind
Why do we dream
In black and white?
Color me blind
I had a dream,
I was looking, over the mountain
But ive, Ive yet to see the,
The so-called promised land
Picture the world,
Without any color
You couldnt tell,
One face from the other
I dont understand
Why we fight with our brother
Color me blind
Just to love one another
Color me, color you,
Color me blind

song performed by by Extreme
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The Steel Grey Eye

See this morning
New
The sunflower and morning
Dew
A dream mid-wifed in heaven
Of a Lazarus father and his steel grey eye
Of names on his lips as he struggles to
Speak
The soil caked hair and crumbled box
Skin and bone the smell of death
Worms of time
Worms that toil to bring flesh back to the
Maker
Taker
Jowls fall / pennies fall / the white hair falls/sandy flesh falls
Cold dream/fierce in its stubborn form/shaken and worn/
I awake, colder
Bolder

poem by Guillermo Veloso
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Everything is going to be wet

Every day rain falls down
from the overcast grey sky
and lightning bolts
flash blue white
like the fingers
of the gods
caressing the earth
while the leaves of autumn
cover every tree
in auburn, yellow and brown.

Green leaves on the stems
of big pink hollyhocks
here and there
dip up and down
when hit by drops of rain
as if suddenly coming alive

and it’s going to be
a wet winter
and probably
not all that chilly
with rain falling
out of season.

The grass is green
and everything but trees
are growing
as if it’s still spring.

and flowers bloom
on geraniums, roses, hollyhocks,
lilies, irises and petunias
in colours ranging
from white, orange, yellow,
violet to red and blue
and without covering
everything is going
to be wet.

poem by Gert Strydom
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Not the torturer will scare me, nor the body's final fall, nor the barrels of death's rifles, nor the shadows on the wall, nor the night when to the ground the last dim star of pain, is hurled but the blind indifference of a merciless, unfeeling world.

quote by Roger Waters
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You Are Not A Dream

last night you are the woman undressing before me
beside the brook with bamboo trees swaying on its side

i am told that you are just a dream
the fruit of my weary mind

i have seen the waterfalls flowing from your hair
i have touched the full moon of your breasts
i laid my body on the cool green grass of your body
your hands are soft and perfumed like the orange flowers
cascading on my face

i feel the rain dripping on my cheeks
when you left me

you are not just a dream my love
you are real from the very beginning of my sleep

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A man with a pink umbrella

Pink day
Pink hedge
Pink porch
Pink balcony
Pink woman
Pink ghost on a pink road!
Pink door
Pink hello
Pink dream
Pink sparrow
Pink night

poem by Framarz Bagheri
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Had A Dream About You Baby (take 1)

by Bob Dylan
I got to see you baby, I don't care
It may be someplace, baby, you say where.
I had a dream about you, baby
Had a dream about you, baby
Late last night you come a-rollin' across my mind
You got the crazy rhythm when you walk
You make me nervous when you start to talk
I had a dream about you, baby
Had a dream about you, baby
Late last night you come a-rollin' across my mind
Standin' on the highway, you flag me down
Said, take me daddy, to the nearest town
I had a dream about you, baby
Had a dream about you, baby
Late last night you come a-rollin' across my mind
The joint is jumpin'
It's really somethin'
The beat is pumpin'
My heart is thumpin'
Spent my money on you honey
My limbs are shakin'
My heart is breakin'
You kiss me, baby, in the coffee shop
You make me nervous, you gotta stop
I had a dream about you, baby
Had a dream about you, baby
Late last night you come a-rollin' across my mind
You got a rag wrapped around your head
Wearing a long dress fire engine red
I had a dream about you, baby
Had a dream about you, baby
Late last night you come a-rollin' across my mind

song performed by by Bob Dylan
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