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A dream is just a dream

We all dream
We all dream about romance
Or murder
Sometimes even watching T.V.
But when you wake up
Reality starts to kick in
Thous wonderful dreams
That you wish were real
Get pushed away
So we all dread waking up
Coming back to reality
All wait until the time comes
To go back to sleep
To escape reality
And return to the land of dreams
Were you decide what comes next

poem by Yasmine Torres
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I Dream, Do You

Do you have dreams, Well I do
I dream of wonderful things
I dream of things yet to come
I dream of things some may say is dumb
I dream of love not just the word I mean real love
I dream of of a place where there is no war
I dream of a good answer to what we fight for
I dream of floating in the clouds free with no worry
I dream of a president who can just say sorry
I dream of reading a book thats begins with 'what is hate'
I dream of a country, thats completely great
I dream of life beyond the one we live today
I dream of a time when all kids do is learn and play
Ok time to wake up to reality
I was loving my dream now im mad at me for waking up
Life here in the real world can be so crazy
I guess the bigger part of me wishes I was stil a baby
Some of my dreams may come true
I know thats not true and so do you
But I will continue to believe my dream will come true
Because my dream was so wonderful, so I shared it with you
LOL

poem by Daniel Chapman
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Do you have dreams?

poem by Cheyanne Whien
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Coming or Going

It's becoming more and more real
These visions, these dreams
They're taking more and more likeness of the people here
Waking up in a drenched with sweat shirt
Thinking that you are here
It's becoming more and more real
Is this the reality?
The page I write this on to the air I breathe
Is this actually here?
Or am I about to awake?
It's becoming more and more real
I don't control either outcome if it is only the two worlds
One does have to be a reality and the other has to be the dream
But which can I say is real
It's becoming more and more real
There is a difference that I have found
And it does keep my body bound
However, before I state my convincing notion
I came up with a suitable proposition
Whether awake or asleep, here or there
I must and accordingly maintain normalcy
It's becoming more and more real
Digressing back, the difference is where I sleep and memories remembered
My arrogance allows me the insight to know where I sleep, I wake
I keep this as remembrance, reference
Because as in my dreams
It's becoming more and more real
Good Night

Sir Ryan C. The First
March 3,2012

poem by Ryan Collins
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The Dreamer's Poet

Dreamers dream
dreaming that
all their dreams are dreams;
and is reality then multiple-shaped
or itself a dream?

If dreams are things not real or true
or don't yet exist
then what does it mean for dreamer to
act upon the dream and bring it forth
into reality?

Was the dream just reality
not yet existent;
in waiting so to speak?

Or was it live
always there
waiting to be discovered?

Seems to me
this is much like a poem;
how the poem comes to be-

unless, of course,
the poet
is a dream too,
outside reality
paradoxical conundrum
don't you see?

And more:
could it be the Dreamer's Poet
in dreaming thus
creates the Poet
and the Poetry
both of which
become Reality
Thus?

poem by Lonnie Hicks
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In A Dream

In A Dream
Written by: Wilfred Mellers, Sunday, December 2,2012

You came to me in a dream
I held you tight lasting the night
You began to fade away
I didn't want to wake to face the day
Holding on tight my eyes began to tear
For all I want is to hold you near
Now sleep wont come back to my eyes
Waters flow to drown the skies

Promises to you I can't keep
So all I want to do is go back to sleep
No use counting sheep
So now I just sit here and I weep
My heart won't give me a break
That's why I sit here wide-awake
I know it's quite extreme
But the only way I can be with you is in a dream

Nothing is never as it seams
In my soul my heart it screams
My life I can't remake
You I wont ever forsake
Suffering now from a huge headache
That's why I don't want to stay awake
I don't want to see another daybreak
Not another moment I can take

From reality I want to escape
In my dream my existence I shape
Missing you is more than I can bear
Please dreams take me back there
Actuality is endless nightmares
For in my dreams reality disappears
You are in my bloodstream
My only way to be with you is in a dream

poem by Wilfred Mellers
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Dreams Coming True With Romance

I once dreamed of finding
Prince Charming
But that was only a dream
I never tried to make it a reality

I only focused on my social life
Never on my love life
So it was only dreams of Romance
But I never knew that it was how
It was going to start.

I met you and thought i would
Never happen
So I would have my dreams
And wonder how it would be if it actually
Came to be REALITY.
But I only left it as dreams of romance.

Now I don't have to dream like that
I get to live those dreams and
Cherish every moment
Cause now I found my prince charming

He was in front of me all along
And i didn't realize it until something happened to
Make me do so.
I just can't believe that it started as
Dreams Of Romance
That came true

poem by Christina Conseco
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Falling

In dreams I was
Falling
But in reality I was
Leaping
In dreams I was
Crying
But in reality I was
Waiting
Is there a difference?
In dreams I was
Running
But in reality I was
Walking
In dreams I was
Dying
But in reality I was
Living,
Catching,
Helping,
But helpless,
Watching the earth die

poem by Mye3
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Unrealistic Dream?

i had a dream that i was king
i had a dream that nothing could stop me
i had a dream that i could fly
when i awoke from that dream
i had already fallen
i was just a peasant
everyone including myself had stopped me
i tried to fall back asleep
tried to forget what was real
and learn what's not
but every time i tried to go back
back to that world
every time i managed to grasp what little i had left of it
reality pinched me awake
i had a dream that i was happy
how do i make that reality?

poem by Michael Secrets
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Poem If This Love Only Exist In My Dreams Than I Want To Sleep Forever

If this love only exist in my dreams than please do not wake me up
because I'm so deeply involved with this dream that I want it to last forever.
I feel so comfortable when I'm in my dream it almost like I'm in reality
everything feels so real your touch is just so tender your kiss is just so sweet
My word how can this be a dream when it feels so real to me do you feel the same or is it just me, me and my dream
but what kind of life can you have sleeping cause in my dream you the only thing that makes sense
what about other part of my life should I just abandon them because of my dream because of you my so called love or rather soul mate. Every time I wake up reality checks in and remind me of how unhappy I am with you but I am so in love with you, maybe I should spend my days sleeping so please do not wake me up cause I'm so in love with my dream.

poem by Zinhlejobe Sithole
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Validation for colin j

Sometimes I think we should not try
to make our cherished dreams come true
and be content with fantasy.
We must accept reality
Some cherished dreams are doomed to fail.
Because they are not meant to be.
That does not mean we should not dream
For dreams are a necessity
Though they’re not always as they seem
Dreams can protect our sanity
provide escape from every day
repetitive reality.
Dreams can become reality
Though only if they’re meant to be.

31/05/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Dreams & masters

Dreams & masters
~
I dared to dream
And made dreams my answer
Though I never understood the question
Or the notion of its being
When reality held to many horrors
I sought my solace in a dreams escape
Where I the master of my dreams
Or where they the master of me
There are little answers
But so much beauty to be found
In a dream, a dream is free
Who would not wish the perfect love
The beauty of a hearts imagining
All of this I saw and more besides
The feelings felt, felt so real
That they tore a hole into my heart
Upon waking and realising I were alone
Not I count to my own cost
How I dared to dream
And made dreams my answer

poem by Matthew Holloway
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A Dream Be Not

I dream a dream of dreams to be
oh do I dream of such a thing I dream of love peace happiness
but a dream can this be maybe the truth I do not see for this dream can really be reality with your hands joined
in mine that's how my dream can really be reality

poem by Marcus Caqueias
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Sweet Dreams

Sweet dreams are made of many things
The different thoughts that we constantly think
The very things that that lie in our fantasies
And create a thought that's tenaciously sweet
That we savor so much while soundly asleep
Things that can only happen in dreams

My sweet dreams are made of you
The perfect moments and the perfect gloom
The perfect place and the perfect dream
But whatever could be more perfect than you?
Is only what I can conjure in my sleep

Life is a reality and dreams are the opposite
It's the time we find peace from every worry
It's a place where every story has a happy ending
It's a place where every person has a chance to be happy
It's a place where you and I have a happy ending

A cradle song before we sleep
And escape the grimes of reality
And the things that keep you away from me
Life is a reality and dreams are the opposite
Dreams are the sweetest and life is life
In my dreams you and I are happy
But in reality... life is life.
Sweet dreams are made of many things
And mine are made of you

poem by Hafeni Nghidinua
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Let Us Try This One

what if i stay as your dream
and then you become my reality

will it be sort of sorrow?
or will it be a fanfare?

what if i become your reality
and then you become my dream?

what if we just become both as
dreams?

yes, just dreams because we cannot
afford us
this reality, we are faraway like north and south
we are hardheaded like rocks

we pretend to meet at a certain point
yet we maintained the distance of parallel lines

what if? then what? i agree, we better remain as words
there is not a touch which can destroy us
there is not a poisonous kiss

there is none at all, and perhaps that is what we really wanted.
yes, a dream that does not come true. yes, we are excited for nothing
at all.

yes, we are not really meant for each other
despite our clamor for completion. yes, i am but a spare tire

and what shall it be you? Air.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Dreaming Reality

In the real world, as in dreams,
Nothing is quite as it seems.
To see what we have never seen,
To be what we have never been,
To shed the chrysalis, learn to fly,
Depart the earth, kiss the sky,
To be reborn, be someone new,
Is this a dream or is it true?

Is my life in fact a dream?
Are things not always as they seem?
Are daylight hours reality,
Or do I dream eternally?
In the dream world or the real,
We cannot know what we can't feel.
What is not a dream by day,
Comes to us at night to stay.

Dreams - vivid colors of life,
Or fleeting, obscure, murky strife?
Façade of reality brings,
To the mind, exquisite things:
Love, regret, memories, cheer,
Imagination, even fear.
The lives we live appear, it seems,
To be a dream within a dream.
A long dream of hopeless sorrow,
I'll dream my life again tomorrow.

(27 February 2005)

poem by Richard Stamper
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Human Psyche

Look at the nature of reality and learn to
manipulate it intelligently, our thoughts
are real and create physical reality

We take our knowledge with us when we
leave, if we don’t realise we create reality
ourselves, we have to return

To learn that what we encounter is inner
reality objectified, love originates in our-
selves, not in what we see

We envision the beauty we seem to per-
ceive and everything starts and ends
within the mind, therefore

I wish to cultivate mine, try to invent new
dreams and seek the meaning of life
in the human psyche

poem by Margaret Alice Second
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Subconscious

Over there
In parallel time,
This brain -

Neuronal palimpsest
In striptease
Blood-red dawn to dying dusk;
The husk of bone
Stays the swelling
Of the soul
Within its hellish crypt -

Ironically dimensionless:

Dark deep,
An independent entity
Perambulates
Along the promenade,
Boulevard,
Tacky yard of tacky lives
In non-existence,
A shard of me in tow,

Then scurries back to
Promiscuity -
She drools, anticipating -
Poised legs of cogitation
Tingle, brim, desperate -
The imminence of dreams
Palpates.

Such a well-warn bed,
Where fucks with notion, thought,
Imagination,
Spark an orgy
While the conscious blacks in head
And eyes;
Mulling making sense
Beyond the lies against
Reality - whatever that might be -
(But matters not
In abstract dreams) :

Forebrain greys in waking;
I've not a word to tell it! -
Where's the poet?

A Drifting Trail of Dreams

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 dream dream dream dream

poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Just A Dream

Sometimes we look at things,
and dream what we want them to be.
Sometimes they are merely dreams,
and are gone when the next morning comes.
However there are times when,
what we dream about becomes a reality,
and we see that just a dream,
there before our eyes.
At first we cannot believe it,
so we take a second look,
just to make sure we are not dreaming,
and that it is very real.
When we find it is real,
we want to sing it from the rooftops,
and tell everyone in sight.
Our heart is all a flutter
and we are walking on air.
Finally, we have been blessed,
with one of our dreams coming true.

16 September 2007

poem by David Harris
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My Lullaby (Song)

Close your eyes
Go to sleep.
Find your soul
In arms I'll keep
Dream you Little dark Dream
In your eyes
There's a glow
See your dreams
Now you know
Dream you Little dark Dreams
See your dreams
Come alive
Watch them dance
Through your eyes
Dream you Little dark Dreams
Coming now into eternal
Slumber, Sleep your Life's infernal
Lies called dreams within our sorrow
Never waking for tomorrow
Bow your head
Lay on down
Wipe your tears
Do not frown
Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream Dream
Dream you Little dark Dreams
Tonight.

poem by Sans Serif
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Reality of a dream

A light conversation,
With only the ones we trust
The vision of happiness
A settled place for ones heart
The reality of a dream
Some no not were to start

The door we may rather leave alone,
For we fear the pain of disappointment
A guessing game without the answer
The reality of a dream
Runs hand and hand with
the reality of fate
Except both or walk away

Hard work with all but success
And years laid to rest
Be a curse this idea
This dream with its fears
From deterioration to motivation
The dream can be delivered

For the reality of a dream

Is that...........

Without reality there is no dream

poem by Morgan Bodden
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