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As The Heavens Smiled

Thank God for everything

Now that I am old and almost gray and full of sleep,
I slowly tread on dreams of the forgotten, a softness so deep
Of the teenage days and moments that was so forbid
Waiting for the last train I lend myself to my lovely grand kids
Treasured days of good perfect grace and counted the hours,
To climb over mountains wade through storms to make it ours
Vastness of the seas and the volumes of the skies
Shadowed not my hope but cultivated various tries
Many unshed unseeen tears of life now tucked away,
Renews the moment's of once more a memory of ‘yesterday’
Nights now filled with many years of unheard musical glory
Radiant beyond explanation, tell love's ancient a history.
MY love will always travel, be in the places you roam
As I sit at school, at home solitarily, awaiting your return home
Always at your side, no matter what you did or what you do:
A choice i made n survived four decades more silently through
Into my heart you walked with hopes, as true and a loyal friend
Now reasons and time tells me the journey has seen its end,
The sail was rough but I maintained a dignified majestic fleet
Thank God for the strength that made me not retreat
Kids Gkids are far more dear to me than spoken words can tell
The time has dawned for me to see my real heaven or hell!
each dawning anniversary braved many a rough sailing days……

poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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A lonely tree

At a road where the road off
where lonesome is the road
at mid of no where
A lonely tree is standing there
waitin no one but the dust
dust of the passing time
tarnish the colour of this tree
this lonely tree to gray
praying in this lonely place
for the passing van
A gray lonely van
for the lonely bird
staying for a while
when the nights come
and days go
the lonely tree; praying there
when the war rage and peace,
walkin shy
the lonely tree praying for the peace
no one is waitin there
but the lonely tree is waitin
the morning sun
waitin the rain in may
waitin winds from the north
waitin when no one is waitin there
and this lonely tree
gave a name for this nameless place
the land of the lonely tree.

poem by Sallam Yassin
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When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.

quote by William Butler Yeats
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Gray Knight

Gray is vibrant, nagging us terribly,
For it is dark in its enticement,
It lures you deliberately, and dreams are on.

The chivalry is gray and defies immortality,
For he is concrete in his dress and garb,
Ever so clever with battle-axe and whispers.

Uncomfortably, he speaks unholily,
For a knight this is deranged and psychotic,
Sucking the sleep of years.

Gray is the sleep adjusted to the days and nights of our lives.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Mozart Overture

this is quite different from
a trance
the music that curled in my sleep
on that soft blue sofa
foam, cotton, kapok softness
on my head some notes of
a lullaby
some notes getting into
my ears and my nostrils
a deep sleep
inhaling

this overture is quite different
it is the rising from this deep sleep of
kapok,
foamy softness

i rise and
stretch my hands to the ceiling

i wake up and
i hear
the notes come again like
dripping morning rain
from the nipa roof
falling on
some white pebbles
on my pavement

like my tears

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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mozart overture

this overture is quite different
it is the rising from this deep sleep of
kapok,
foamy softness

i rise and
stretch my hands to the ceiling

i wake up and
i hear
the notes come again like
dripping morning rain
from the nipa roof
falling on
some white pebbles
on my pavement

like my tears

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Let me Sleep ! ! !

Let me sleep,
A little longer and fairly deep
A sleep of Patience,
But with dreams is my true essence

Shall I wake up for you?
No I will not, not even for you.

You don't deserve it,
You too, should die bit by bit
You are getting what you have contributed
You are gifted what you have distributed

You are not my anticipation,
too ugly and full of contamination

Spare me off, of your unholy presence
A dreamy sleep, but a sleep of patience
is my only essence

Let me sleep, a little longer
and fairly deep,
Let me sleep, Till i want
and still more deep

poem by Vaibhav Sharma
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The Softness Inside

The softness wavers
that is deep inside.
It teeters and wobbles
it just wants to hide;

From moments like these
when hardness breaks,
when a shard slips through
and softness awakes.

And then hope's shard
with all its might,
could just forge through
and show me light.

(Itajai - 24 January,2010)

poem by Melanie Walendowsky Baker
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Desire Blooming On Air-Creeper Of Sleeplessness

Let me sleep
Centuries old deep
And long sleep
Devoid of any dream.

Let me sleep
That girl's sleep
Who has forgotten her eyes
Into mine.

Let me sleep
The sleep of those
In whose eyes
Float clouds and birds
Rivers flow
Yet they remain parched.

Let me sleep
O, deserts surrounding my four sides!
There is an ocean in my heart
Let me sink all my dreams in it
Let me soak my thirsty lips
Let me weep!
Let me sleep!

(Translated by Samina Amjad)

poem by Naseer Ahmed Nasir
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Tread Careful

Tread careful
Because youre treading on my dreams.
Tread careful
Because Ive just one heart
Tread careful
Let me down slowly
Or Ill forget how to dream.
Chorus:
I wont forget anything
(I love you)
I wont forgive anyone
(do you love me? )
Tread careful
You hear the sound of my breathing
Tread careful
Because I feel this sound
Tread careful
Im falling in a glasshouse
Im trying hard to begin
Because I want it to get harder
Tread careful
Before I change my mind
Tread careful
I could surprise you
I know something you want to do.
(repeat chorus)
Tread careful
Im sure you dont care but
Tread careful
I could change your mind
Tread careful
Ive been waiting for you
There is no comfort in here.
(repeat chorus)

song performed by by Gary Numan
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Deep Sleep

Ive been walking in a deep sleep
Sleepwalking but I just woke up
From a deep sleep
A very deep sleep
Ive been running on remote control
In a deep sleep
I awoke the moment I was told
That a smile is just a frown turned around
On the face of a clown with a mean streak
It was a deep sleep
A very deep sleep
I cant remember what I used to know
Somebody help me now and let me go
Into a deep sleep
Push me back now let me go
Into a dream again
To a sleep unlike before
So deep it never ends
Ive been caught inside a deep sleep
Sinking deeper after I forgot
Sleepwalking as I watch myself
In a deep sleep
I keep pretending that its someone else

song performed by by Devo
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Around And Around

Time as I've known it doesn't take much time to pass by me.
Minutes into days, turn into months turn into years, they hurry by me.
Still I love to see the sun go down and the world go around.
Dreams full of promises, hopes for the future I've had many.
Dreams I can't remember now, hopes that I've forgotten, faded memories.
Still I love to see the sun go down and the world go around.
And I love to see the morning as it steals across the sky,
I love to remember and I love to wonder why,
and I hope that I'm around so I can be there when I die, when I'm gone.
I hope that you will think of me in moments when you're happy and you're smiling.
that the thought will comfort you on cold and cloudy days if you are crying.
And that you'll love to see the sun go down and the world go around and around and around.

song performed by by John Denver
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Creepin

I can hear you sighin
Sayin youll stay beside me
Why must it be
That you always creep...
Into my dreams
On the beach were sittin
Huggin, squeezin, kissin
Why must it be
That you always creep...
Into my dreams
In my dreams
When Im sleep at night babaa
I feel those moments of ecstasy
When you sleep at night babaa...
I wonder do I creep into your dreams
Or could it be I sleep alone in my fantasy
Oh, love is so amazing
Oh, oh, oh, ah, ah...
Guess you will be stayin
So let it be
That you always creep...
Into my dreams
In my dreams
When Im sleep at night babaa
I feel those moments of ecstasy
When you sleep at night babaa...
I wonder do I creep into your dreams
Or could it be I sleep alone in my fantasy
Oh, love is so amazing
Oh, oh, oh, ah, ah...
Guess you will be stayin
So let it be
That you always creep...
Into my dreams
In my dreams x8

song performed by by Stevie Wonder
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Other one's words

We all go to sleep
With someone’s words
In our minds

Words of kindness
Words of anger
Words of every kind

They carry us off to sleep
And perhaps temper
And shape our dreams

Words said in caring
The most soothing
it seems

In anger or sadness
In calm and in madness
Words in our minds, we’ll find

As we drift off to sleep
Be it fretful or deep…and
Our mind slowly lowers it’s blinds

We all go to sleep… be it shallow or deep
Hearing some other one’s…
Words in our minds

poem by David Whalen
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Has She Forgotten?

Has she forgotten? On this very May
We were to meet here, with the birds and bees,
As on that Sabbath, underneath the trees
We strayed among the tombs, and stripped away
The vines from these old granites, cold and gray--
And yet, indeed, not grim enough were they
To stay our kisses, smiles and ecstacies,
Or closer voice-lost vows and rhapsodies.
Has she forgotten--that the May has won
Its promise?--that the bird-songs from the tree
Are sprayed above the grasses as the sun
Might jar the dazzling dew down showeringly?
Has she forgotten life--love--everyone--
Has she forgotten me--forgotten me?

II.

Low, low down in the violets I press
My lips and whisper to her. Does she hear,
And yet hold silence, though I call her dear,
Just as of old, save for the tearfulness
Of the clenched eyes, and the soul's vast distress?
Has she forgotten thus the old caress
That made our breath a quickened atmosphere
That failed nigh unto swooning with the sheer
Delight? Mine arms clutch now this earthen heap
Sodden with tears that flow on ceaselessly
As autumn rains the long, long, long nights weep
In memory of days that used to be,--
Has she forgotten these? And, in her sleep,
Has she forgotten me--forgotten me?

III.

To-night, against my pillow, with shut eyes,
I mean to weld our faces--through the dense
Incalculable darkness make pretense
That she has risen from her reveries
To mate her dreams with mine in marriages
Of mellow palms, smooth faces, and tense ease
Of every longing nerve of indolence,--
Lift from the grave her quiet lips, and stun
My senses with her kisses--drawl the glee
Of her glad mouth, full blithe and tenderly,
Across mine own, forgetful if is done
The old love's awful dawn-time when said we,
'To-day is ours!'.... Ah, Heaven! can it be
She has forgotten me--forgotten me!

poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Not forgotten

Why is it so that some faces are not forgotten?
Why that is our heart is all of sudden melt and get stolen?
Why we feel for someone who was nobody some days ago?
Now we concentrate all the times on it and can not let it forgo

They come and invade on our memory
Sometimes we are happy and second moments feel sorry
It adds to more tension and worry
Yet the relation has to be strengthened and but with no hurry

You have no spare moments in day time
You are seized with work sometimes
Nights are providing ample opportunity
The day time thoughts are given some leisure continuity

When you close the eyes, whole world is shut
No one is near you for anything to put
The rest and sleep may be miles away
You have no comfort or easy way

When you lay down on bed they strongly emerge
You like those moments but unable to manage
They come and pinch you to keep awake
You are lost in wonderland as everything is at stake

Same repeat scenes may go on without interruption
You are lying on bed without any discussion
You have no where to move but only to dream
You are mid sea with no life jacket to swim

Sea waves are hitting you directly
You have decided the course correctly
You may not let the memory to fade
It is so holy for you and not the trade

You hear the melodious voice
That sounds very assuring with promise
Nothing strikes your head in that presence
You sinking deep and deep with essence

poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Summer is Now Touching Gray

Summer is now touching gray
Gathering leaves of yellow
On its going to yesterday
As the autumn says hello
Fingers weaving reddish ground
As the day becomes dark
Withering wings all around
Now night in stars will spark

Like a Juggler fall is starting
Filling moments with new glow
As the summer is departing
On its approach so very slow
Torching the leaves with grace
Moments filling with regret
As the redden symphony plays
Shades of autumn’s alphabet

Summer is now leaving soon
Every emerald growing deep
Silver dress with bluish moon
Again here awoken from sleep
Days of longings in the tranquil
All that was and is then gone
With a tomorrow awaiting still
To convey memories here on

poem by Peter S. Quinn
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Do You Remember Me?

When you can’t sleep at night,
and you’re all alone in the twilight,
turn those nightmares in to dreams,
by building up your self-esteem,
just dig deep in to your memory,
and remember someone like me.

Do you remember happier days,
full of fun filled holidays,
where you could do,
whatever you wanted to,
as love came so easily,
to people like you and me.

In dark and doubtful times,
we all need pleasant signs,
to stem the flow of tears,
so look back through the years,
pull out those special memories,
for they’re guaranteed to please.

Do you remember better days,
full of sunshine rays,
where your wishes came true,
and happiness always followed you,
then you must have remembered me,
for I always made you happy.

poem by Dale Mullock
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I Go My Way

I go my way night and day.
Sometimes I doubt and want to shout,
Can’t sleep at night and….
Not so sure if I was right.
But I go my way night and day
With the alarms and worries,
With the flurries and hurries,
More often with beautiful sunny days,
Sometimes with colds and rains.
But in the distance I see the dawn,
It illuminates my life and my dreams.
At these moments all worries are gone
And I like to face new life streams.
Now I know that it’s my way,
I will go on it day and night.
If needed then I would fight.
Let my way be not so easy,
But breezy, with lots of fantasy.
In motion I see the sense.
Every day is a new commence.
I wonder what lies ahead
But it’s not just my curiosity.
Every day I will act instead
And my days will be full of Gods charity.
Every day for me is a new chance
To come closer to my dreams.
Every day is a new glance
On the life with different gleams.

poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Ah Those Forgotten Childhood Dreams

Eyes are shut
I might sleep
with yearn for
just one last dream
I plead my heart to
make me sleep
to see those forgotten
childhood dreams
-
while in the bed
a pray to God
to make the night
fall so fast
eager to see
sunrise soon
to play cricket and
soccer in the park
no hunger no worries
in the thought
making best friends
after big fought
singing and swimming
in open streams
ah! ! those forgotten
worrieless dreams

the wake-up call
of Umi in the morn
the fresh smell of
parathas and butter
coming from hall
Baba's getting late
just because of us all
the anguished bang and
squeeze on the horn
ah! ! those forgotten
careless dreams

at the school
naughtiness of all
eying every girl
to be first love
blushing with shy
when teacher pinch a cheek
ah! ! those forgotten
fairytale dreams
-
thus now in dreams
I see myself
stumbling and roaming
in pitch black darkness
trying to find
those broken pieces
which went lost
in search of true love

poem by Asif Baloch
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Annabel

(don henley/john corey)
I watch you sleeping
My weary heart rises up on wings
I hear your laughter
Something deep down inside me sings
Way down here in the land of cotton
You were born on a rainy day
Since then, sweet things long forgotten
They just keep flooding back my way
Oh child, I cannot tell you how the time just flies
But I have had my days of glory under sunny skies
These days, your bright dreams are all I want to see
Sleep tight, annabel
You can always count on me
In this cold world, folks will judge you
Though they dont know you at all
And I may not be there to catch you
Anytime that you might fall
But, you got my hard head
And your mothers grace
All the likeness of the loved ones right there in your face
And I know in the end youll be who you will be
So sleep tight, annabel
You can always count on me

song performed by by Don Henley
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