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Her Small, Proud Breasts

The gorgeous nymph is gone,
She has left our simple island
Where we played in the sun
And drank sweet wine.
She has taken her delicate wrists
And golden bracelets,
Imparted her last kisses;
But in future nights
When we dream
Of the rhythmic swaying of her hips
And how her small, proud breasts
Left us mesmerized and breathless,
She will also dream
Of our child-like smile
Lost in wondrous adoration.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Seven day-deams

When I was a child, I had a dream
A dream to be like some one
I do not remember, who or why it was

When I was a boy, I had a dream
A dream to be a grown up
Amongst grown ups, as I envisioned

When I was a youth, I had a dream
A dream to make my mother proudly
Cos', she was dreaming to be proud of me

When I was a man, I had a dream
A dream to reach a plateau, one day
Amongst my colleagues already up there

Day I became a father, I had a dream
A dream to be a proud father
That being my bounden and divine duty
I had no choice, but, strove day and night

Lokzi, Podzi and Chutzi, most precious trio
Thank you, for making me proud, at last
Can never be better, I am sure
For, I shall not dream any more, for you

Being proud, nonetheless, I have a dream
A dream to say-so the world aloud
Best way to be proud, if you like
Is to dream, dream and dream

As a matured, I have a final dream
A dream to stop dreaming any more
Day I tame my craving desires
I'll be there, then, adieu to all of you all!

Jayatissa K.Liyanage

poem by Jayatissa Liyanage
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When My Mother Was Away

When my mother was away
She left me without saying goodbye
She left me to great beyond
In this lonely wicked world
How would I survive
The demand of mother earth that asked of much from none
Oh! Mother, my dream of better tomorrow
My care not in worry
For always she is there
To meet the demand of mother nature
Not to worry her word of consolation always
Her remark for the demand of mother earth.
I lost my mood, my care and my future
I lost all a sweet mother could offer her child
My mother left memory of yesterday for my future
Oh! Mother, a paradise lost never to regain.

poem by Mahfooz Ali
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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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Imperishable Love

In Pierian garden shrines,
I will place roses in your hair
And we will sing of amorous joy and poetry,
We will drink a subtle wine.

You and I have an imperishable love
More beautiful than golden bracelets
On slender wrists, more enduring
Than Egyptian pyramids.

I will lie down on a soft pillow
Of early summer grass like a small child
And with my eyes closed recall intimate details
Of your magical and captivating loveliness,
I will wondrously dream of your ankles
Being caressed by the clear cool water
Of a shallow stream as you wade for smooth stones
And pick up little seashells.

My desire is untamed and my compliments for you
Are as innumerable as the countless stars
That decorate the midnight sky and guide our way
Like ancient prayers that cannot be revoked.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Obstructive red wine spill

Upon this faraway of a Sunday's Shine
we left our apostasy on the altar's line,
a small perfection of old adoration still,
a memory's obstructive red wine spill.

Beacon ghost flashes of dusk will enjoin
an offer of surmises, a tossed-up coin,
images we have left, airy ghostly twine,
for a second principle, you were mine..

I shall depart far oceans of our Holiday,
cast of remembrances never dismay,
my adorned garland time will surpass,
my image and your kind remembrance.

Beguiled will be Charon's aimless gain,
dimensions' adoration of worlds vain,
esteem a honeycomb sweet beehive,
never end this dream's allegory strive.

Our images of two kids in asymptotes,
trajectories of souls on laced shores,
far are my calls of apocopy tangents,
two forms embraced, in tidal advents.

poem by Giorgio Veneto
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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

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poem by Vasco M. Resendes
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My dear dream

Dream of sea,
Dream of ships,
Dream of huge ocean,
Dream of men in unifom

Its my dream, dream so different,
Dream so new, dream of dark sky up above,
Dream of sea so calm, dream of sea roaring,
Its my sweet dream.

Dream so sweet, wonderfull, special, close to my heart,
Its my sweet dream.
Dreaming to get my dreams happen.
Its my sweet dream.

poem by Anees Akbar
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Twenty Years Down - (The Beatles)

All you left were your plastic pieces
Cloaked in covers of light and sound,
Whatever happened to spill our leases,
Wreck our passage and check our treaties
Twenty years down?

Often I’ve thought of the way you made it
Poked your tongues at the hand-me-downs,
Sang your songs of the maid, and laid it
Track on track, and the way you played it
Close to the ground.

And we all laughed at your small perfection
Simple lads in a world of wine,
We caught the spell of your sweet confections,
Song on song of your funny mentions
Of you, of me and mine.

The world was well that you had your way in,
Nobody hurt, or suffered or lost,
Nothing we thought that we had no say in,
Love was the word that we thought to play in
That took no count of the cost.

But now your shadows lie dim within us
And every laugh has a shattered sound,
Left to the rest of our lives, we spin us
Ever the wake of the dream that in us
Ran aground!

12 June 1984

poem by David Lewis Paget
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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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The Dream Is Over

Today...find my way
I met a man in gray
Yesterday
Told a story, oh
Cant bring them though
He was so
The dream is over
The dream is over
The dream is over
(wake up)
Tomorrow, I will sit down fine
Im gonna pay good mind
He left behind
Saw...he knows I know
Hovering Ill go
He was so
The dream is over
The dream is over
The dream is over
(wake up)
The dream is over
The dream is over
The dream is over
The dream is over
The dream is over
The dream is over...

song performed by by U2
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Living In Her Mansion

my love smiled told me
her dream she wanted to tell

her dream to live happily
with me in our small house

with a garden near the beach
close by the beautiful sea

tragedy this dream serenity
was not to be

status high society
did siren her compel

I left to live in a small house
left her to her mansion in hell

poem by Terence George Craddock
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I Want To Keep Dreaming

I dream when it’s night,
I dream when it’s day,
I dream of what I once did,
I dream of what I will say.

I dream of you,
I dream of me,
I dream we are together,
Together we are free.

I dream of sailing,
Drifting on a cloud,
I dream we are floating,
And together we are proud.

We are proud of each other,
Of what we have done,
Proud of the children,
That haven’t begun.

Don’t wake me yet,
I want to keep dreaming,
Dreaming of a time,
When we were dreaming together.

poem by Cathryn Martin
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A Sweet Dream

a dream is special,
a dream is stronge,
a dream keeps you happy,
a dream keeps you sweet,
but a sweet dream is a good dream,
better than the rest,
it makes us laugh,
or it makes you cry,
this is the sweet dream,
that makes you proud and calm.

poem by Leah Wise
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A Kiss Catcher

Lost kisses lost kisses
With the wind may fly
After finding him sleeping
On his shoulder you lie
Roll up on him tightly
But with greatest care
Gently delicate kindly
Shhh! Don't wake him
shh.. to not be aware
Then, all kisses! Once:
kiss deep:
the soul, not the skin!
-Vacuum any sad cry!
Spick and span cleaned
The heart of a child
Once again let rise!
Then slowly and kind
Sweet heart of a child
Let's start filling back
With goodness revived
And Smiles.. In biig size!

poem by Elena Sandu
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Children Of The Heart

Have you ever left?
Your childhood alone
Have you ever let?
Your childhood dreams go

I've never really known
The joys a child should know
I've never really seen
What it's like to just being a child

But in each of us there lies
A child breaking to be free
To learn life's mysteries
In child like dream

To run with friends and family
Free just like a breeze
To play in the fields
Of a childhood memory's

What is it really like?
To be a warrior of old
What is it really like?
To be innocent in ones life
What is it really like?
To be a hero in a child's dream

I sigh and often dream
What it would be like to be free
Free of all your burdens
In a child's innocent world
Of dreams

Can you explain to me?
What the mystery a child hold's
Why do we crave
Our childhood of old

I smile and think often
Deep inside my soul
There will always be a child
Bursting forth to be free
Just wanting to let go

There will always be a child
Wanting all their dreams
To fly into a world of fantasy's
And just being free

Smiling softly to myself
I close my eyes and dream
Of when I was a little girl
Reliving all my dreams

poem by Kaila George
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Of A Place

i dream of a place
a place far away
wuth sun sand and sea
just so far away.

i dream of an island
i dream im lost at sea
i just dream about anything
thats not here u see.

i dream im in space
i dream im flying high
i dream so i dont have to ask why.

i dream to escape
the harsh reality of life
the cold world
that surrounds my life.

but i dream to keep going
it keeps me safe
just to know that my dreams
is the only place where im completly safe

poem by laurajayne Kennedy
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Visions and Moonlight in The Erotic Night

Preparing and sipping mystical tea,
My head begins to swim, some added element of enlightenment,
Visions and moonlight in the erotic night,
The removal of clothing,
Tango of rhythmic bodies, arms entwined, a necklace of kisses
Beginning on the nape of the neck
Reaching around to delicate breasts,
The blending of amorous breaths,
The proud bodies of desire
Begin to shine in the midnight hour.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Sweet Old World

(lucinda williams)
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
The breath from your own lips, the touch of fingertips
A sweet and tender kiss
The sound of a midnight train, wearing someones ring
Someone calling your name
Somebody so warm cradled in your arm
Didnt you think you were worth anything
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
Millions of us in love, promises made good
Your own flesh and blood
Looking for some truth, dancing with no shoes
The beat, the rhythm, the blues
The pounding of your hearts drum together with another one
Didnt you think anyone loved you
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world
See what you lost when you left this world, this sweet old world

song performed by by Emmylou Harris
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A Perfect Place to Cry

There’s a myriad
Of poems to be written
About the entrancing mystery
Of a lovely girl’s lonely eyes,
The delicate sweet sadness
They softly reflect
In a streetlight’s sympathetic glare
Off a busted sidewalk’s
Rainy teardropp puddle.

I’m the harmless and meaningless poet
Of golden bracelets and vanished dreams,
The melancholy chronicler of feminine wrists
He can no longer kiss.

Certain milk-white shoulders
Just within reach
Look like home
And the perfect place to cry
Like the Patriarch Joseph
When he fell into the arms of Benjamin and wept
After revealing to Benjamin
He was his long lost older brother.

poem by Uriah Hamilton
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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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