Dreams Unplugged
Unmaterialized condensed thoughts
melting
metamorphosed into liquid shapes
of
desired desires
reflections in disturbed water
mirror images of a broken one
mirage abetting illusions
subconsciously
connecting finite with infinity
failing to differentiate between
truth and untruth
real and unreal
yet dream, I dare.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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Life Is Like A Number Line
Life Is Like a number Line,
Between negative infinity to positive infinity,
At the middle have that zero,
All are finite numbers,
Zero stands for nothing,
Infinity for everything,
But zero is some how useful,
When it is with numbers on proper side,
Infinity is useless as it engulf all!
Numbers are special on their own,
Some are positives, have mirror images in negatives,
May be integers or fractions,
May be rational or irrational,
Some are real and some are imaginary,
These make number of life complex,
Polynomaials with complex roots,
Or with complex coefficients,
If we take them on XY plane, they act and interact with one another,
Some make us laugh, as we find the answer,
Some brings us to sober, as they remain as mystery!
But life Is not to dimensional,
Multi dimensional it is,
So multidimensional space of life make it wonderful,
A wonder out of reach of all!
But modular sets can draw some with some similarities
If you want to become mathematician,
Learn to play with them, bearing all headache they cause!
Otherwise either multiply all numbers by zero,
And yourself too, become zero,
Or merge all in infinity to wash your dirty hands,
If you want to know what is life,
Become a mathematician to play with numbers,
Life Is nothing but interaction of real with real or real with imaginary, positive with positive,
Negative with negative,
Or positive with negative,
Rational with rational,
irrational with irrational, most of time a rational with irrational,
But noone is perfect like zero among finite,
And no one can't say anything about the infinite!
The Soul is that space on which all numbers play according to the karma and thoughts!
Oops this interactions of numbers is life!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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(Forgiveness Poem/Story) A Miraculous Healing
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
It's as if the wounds were never even there.
How is that even possible?
I saw the stabbing.
He should have died.
But yet he's alive.
Somehow he did survive.
Some say it is a pact of lies.
But I know the truth.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
A story of the fortunate.
The luck of the Irish.
It was a just miss.
A little to the right.
A little to the left.
And he wouldn't exist.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
A bloody blade.
With thoughts of a accomplishment drinking down some expensive chardonnay.
If he only knew.
The secrets of the autumn dew.
The water drips of the truth.
But it will never be heard by those who aren't looking with their heart.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
Some souls can never be stolen.
No matter how much one tries.
Corruption within the eyes.
Some souls can never be awoken.
A noose yet waits to be tied.
With in a smoke of mirror images it hides.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
Such an awesome feeling.
To know he yet lives.
How can he ever forgive such actions?
Hate does bring some satisfaction.
If only for a moment of self gratification.
Destination unknown, but now you are alone.
Facing the truth of what your attempt really did.
Guilt bares no mercy on those who know it by its first name.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
Mercy me.
Gods to the infinity.
A miraculous healing.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Unreal Reality
All that i see, seems so unreal to me,
Is it the truth or is it only fantasy,
Is it a dream or is it unreal reality?
All around me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake, or the ultimate reality?
That house is so big that it reaches right up to the clouds
It's got hundreds of windows, so the people inside can look out,
And they look down below and wonder what it's all about.
Look at that lady she got silver all over her face,
Is she a human being or a creature from outer space,
Is she authentic or phoney, i guess it's just a matter of taste.
Oh because they can feel it, it's gotta be the real thing,
Because they can touch it, it's gotta be reality.
If they say it's real, it's gotta be the real thing.
See that fella, looking all spick and span,
Is he a tailor's dummy or is he a real man,
Is he genuine, or straight off the assembly line.
All round me is such unreality,
Optical illusions as far as my eyes can see,
Is the whole thing a fake or the ultimate reality?
Is it a dream, or is it the real reality?
song performed by by Kinks
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Collection Of Short Poems
MEANINGLESS
I looked into my soul
And saw a great emptiness that enswallowed me.
It was strange and it was dark.
A darkness so vast I fall into it.
Terrified, my heart froze
As fear’s ice hands griped it.
Big dreams and ambitions cut short by the shortness of life
My life now a black deep ocean to drown in
For this is now my fate for mine had being a vain pursuit for self.
DREAMS
The dreams,
These dreams that I dream when I sleep in my sleep.
Are so scary so dark that I awake to only find
That am trapped in the dusty dream of dreaminglessness.
Am lost like a codeless soul flowing in space.
Like a fading painting I evaporate losing myself in the mystic shadows of life.
I don’t know me;
I don’t feel me,
Am I dreaming or is this real?
The dreams,
These dreams that I dream when I sleep in my sleep.
These dreams that I dream are when my eyes are closed yet open
Are not for the faint hearted,
The dreams.
MIRROR, MIRROR, MIRROR
Internal reflections of my soul
Looking deep where I have never being before
I stand mouth agap at the images I see below.
Distorted images,
I can’t see me.
Is the mirror broken or is it the state f my soul?
Mirror, mirror, mirror!
Is there any hope at all?
Tell me now for I fear that I have completely lost my way.
Mirror…?
poem by Tigana Chileshe
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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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Mirror To Infinity...
(Gen.1: 26,27 / Matt.13: 10–15)
The Mirror To Infinity
Has Appearances of Possibilities
And Countless Windows In Views
And Decision Doors To Choose …
And Which One To Go Thru?
Where Time – In & Out Moves
The Mirror To Infinity
Has Images of Eternity …
The Mirror To Infinity
Opened Oval-Opportunities
& May Shape Your Personality
But You Form Your Own Finality …
Took A Peek – One Before & Behind
In Two-Way Mirrors of Heart & Mind
& The Astronomical Portals Availed
… One Had To Be A Fool To Fail!
Two Mirrors Faced On Opposite Walls
Both To Each Other Looked & Called
And Entered Each Other’s Visibility
And Became One Mirrored-Intensity …
The Mirror To Infinity
Has Vivid Visions of Great Beauty
Beyond Ocular Imagination
It Even Has Rainbows’ Admirations
Where Insights, In-Flights Come Together
In Gold-Framed Fractals To Forever
Is It A Diverse Dimension Indemnity
… This Mosaic Mirror To Infinity?
The Mirror To Infinity
Offers Us A Multi-Mystery
Thru Secret Territories
In A Mirror’s Observatory …
The Mirror To Infinity
Holds Hopes & Dreams of What May Be
What Future Would You Like To See
… In The Mirror To Infinity?
Oh, Do Not Let Dull-Doubt Take It!
Nor Must You Let Blindness Break It!
Where You’ll Lay Shattered In The Past
Or You’re Trapped In A Piece of Its Glass …
The Mirror To Infinity
Set Royal Realms Around Reality
And Reaches On and On and On …
Its Gospel-Gaze Is Never Gone …
But Ever Staring Strong
– in The Mirror To Infinity –
Written & ©: 12/7/2011
By: The MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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Truth or Dare
The truth is I loved you, I dare you to remember
The truth is you hurt me, I dare you to share my pain
The truth is I wanted you back, I dare you to say the same
The truth is you never said sorry, l dare you to try
The truth is I protected you, I dare you to not run away
The truth is you squandered trust cheaply, I dare you to lay the first new stone
The truth is I did insane things, I dare you to stop the insanity
The truth is you lied for nothing that was real, I dare you to face the truth
poem by Alexander Downie
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Images of Time
The images in my mind is like my thoughts.
Expressing my thoughts is like expressing my feelings.
Words are spoken.All my images are broken.
Broken down into pieces, which can never be made into new dishes.
Those images of past.It takes time to last.
It will last forever for met to take over.
All those images wore my past life.
But it has nothing to do with my past life.
Those images can be forgotten.But not those people.
Those people who are in your images.Can be in a real image.
When you see those people in front of you.
You like to say 'How are you'?
If they say I am fine.Then you will think of those time.
poem by Yash Pradhan
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Beautiful Mind
Dwelling in the crown
creating illusions through imagination
raising hopes and expectations
causing perplexity and confusion
an illusion as real as the truth
and the truth subject to perception
good and evil both vie for the supremacy
like the tortoise and the hare respectively
thoughts and actions playing in their hands
abetting the fight sometimes
clouding the sunshine
but not always.
Righteous
ultimately seeking the right path slowly
casting away the seven sins
the mind wins
like the tortoise.
---x-----
All rights reserved/Tribhawan Kaul
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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Mirage
Mirage
I am just a mirage
Oh - I am just a mirage
When you look at me
Thru your crystal glass you will see
That I am now your past
But you give your love to me
In your life I wasnt meant to be.
Oh I am just a mirage
Oh I am just a mirage
Just a mirage fading away like water
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I am just a mirage
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I am just a mirage
I am just a mirage
But until that day has come
When you say Ill be your only one
I will live the way its meant for me
With ups and downs and mystery.
song performed by by Santana
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A Tumult of Water
Water seeks a simple path, thoughtless
lines in the softer ground, a rushing
tumult of water and stones breaking
downwards and creating the face
of the drowning man, someone like this,
a to-be-ended, a lost, a water smacker
liquid runner, a dancer failing to bend
his feet to the moving ground, an unholy wetness
a face forced into a liquid laugh, no answer,
the shock of an obscene ballet
failing to contradict the rain and the salt
and the waves stopless and stopless.
poem by Leslie Philibert
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Broken Iris
Another click on the murder machine,
but more of an inside death.
Illusions once so clean,
fade away to dellusions without breath.
A helpless mirage in a frozen wasteland.
Broken iris seeing whats not there.
Nothing has changed the sands,
but change occupys your stare.
Life seems to be drifting by,
as your mind opperates on a diffrent wavelength.
Not disturbed in a way,
because visions are your strength.
poem by Jeph S. Walker
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Welcome
welcome
brother
i will take you to
a succession of images,
my thoughts,
about
this family
all our
emotions passing through
the ancestral mind
during sleep
we will be the
objects seen
involuntary on this
daydreaming
the reverie.
an aspiration
do you still need
A trip to Europe
your wild
and vain fancy?
we summon
unreal beauty,
charm, we strive for
excellence.
oh something
in a very remote way
I wouldn't dream of asking you
or them
to reconsider
things and options
suppose,
what if?
i dream away the afternoon.
ideal? hmmm, not really
do not turn me off
i am real
touch my fingers
they wriggle
i sometimes
dream up
the most impossible
plan.
those with
unusual vividness,
clarity,
order,
and significance,
do not be turned
off
i am real
i am the one that rambles and
rumble
and mumble
and bubble up
like a gum on your cheek
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Watching For Shapes
Written by ricky & marty wilde
Influences now are things that are all around me
Changing shape as they move around in an open mind
Coloured in by the images I find
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
Like electric sparks they danced by an open mirror
Closing doors never looking round but its not goodbye
Theyll be there till Im taken out I know
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
In my mind theres a space thats full of painted pictures
Things I did that I went through, but cant recall
Now and then theres a flash of the unknown
Im just watching for shapes that grow
Im just watching for shapes that grow
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
(watching for shapes that grow)
song performed by by Kim Wilde
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An Allowance For Some Mistakes Of How We Perceive Things To Be
our thoughts have what in them an allowance for the possibilities
that what they perceive are just illusions of the mind
far away from the flesh and bone of the things-in-themselves
a mirage, or just the image of a mirage, come to think of it,
a man that you hate or love, could not be me, but the image of the man
in your dream in your mind like air dripping from your forehead to your lips
you taste and feel it but it does not taste and feel as you have seen it
there are possibilities of optical illusions, and what you see are evil
come to think of it, could just be as good as your disguises.
you are made to believe that what you see is what you get.
but there are those which your eyes do not see which your eyes failed to find.
what you feel is also what you get on such matters that only your heart can feel.
i have written this because you wish to see my love through your eyes.
you grieve because you have not seen that red flower in the blue sky.
it is not in the mind, it is right there in that garden when you close your eyes.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Truth Is Truth
Truth is
Weapons can not cut you
Fire can not burn you
Water can not wet you
Wind can not dry you
And You are in truth
You are the truth
2
I know truth is
Imperishable
I know truth is
Indefinable
I know truth is
Eternal
Pursuing truth
I know Truth is
Final.
3
Truth
We must recognized
Truth
Always present
And untruth has
No existence.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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To me, truth is not some vague, foggy notion. Truth is real. And, at the same time, unreal. Fiction and fact and everything in between, plus some things I can't remember, all rolled into one big 'thing.' This is truth, to me.
Jack Handey in Deep Thoughts
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In this dream
In this dream i was pretty in this dream i had hair,
in this dream I was real In this dream i didnt care.
In a world unreal in this dream i was cruel,
In this world i was cool but i acted like a fool.
In this world i felt pretty when i looked in the mirror,
now im tryna get back to see myself even clearer.
In this world I was loved, In this dream i was respected,
In this world I had time to go back and correct it.
In this Dream In this Dream where there were no more lying,
In this dream no more trying I was through with crying
poem by alyaisa S.S.S
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In Working With Images....
when we work with images
they become real, touchable,
i, too, smell
what has been transformed by
a dream
like a bread
baked
sending its fresh flavor
in the air
hot tea is served in the cold
corners of the mind
i am seeing beauty
and shapes of bodies come out from
glossy paper
i severed myself from the pains of
you
the images are real and they do not ask
if things are moral
i embrace all these images for the main reason
that i must live
my life
amidst the rules of this mundane games
every night i sleep late
transforming what this world thinks as invisible
in the morning
virtual leaves fall at the foot of the real tree
on top of grass, as green as my mind
flowers are flaming
like fire
in my belly.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Unreal Touch
When I think of you
I close my eyes and imagine
holding you in my arms.
I get so lost in my thought
that I feel your touch,
That unreal touch.
When I dream of you,
the dream is so real
that I never want to wake up.
But I do wake up and I realize
that touch was again,
an unreal touch.
How I long to feel your touch,
to hold you in my arms again.
But now everytime I feel your touch,
it's always that unreal touch.
So when I go to bed tonight,
I'll dream of you and feel
that unreal touch.
When I wake up,
I'll think of you and again,
feel that unreal touch.
poem by Adam McKim
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