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A girl i saw in my dream,
Black long hair she has, like a queen.
The eyes of the girl is black,
Mountain is the place she love.
The girl wants to live, beside the sea
I don’t ever want to hear you say that again,
That you’re thinking about giving up just because things look like they are going to end.
When you tried your best, you seem to get knocked down again,
And you are left there wondering if this is going to be the end.
If this whole time you have been fighting for no real reason,
I have never seen an ugly flowerFlowers are always full of grandeurFlowers are known to be beautifulAll the time, that's stupendously wonderfulAll flowers speak a beautiful language
Specks of dust in light
Like falling stars,
Comforting on the worst of nights.
In the headlights of oncoming cars,
Or the dull streetlamp glow.
Moths tremble soft wings,
We want all Democrats to behave
As though they truly and genuinely believe
In a True Democracy
Into the Dust we fall;
Our lungs void of air.
As sweat beads down our brow,
Our muscles ache for relief.
Into the Dust we fall,
As our captors scrape us to our feet.
When day turns to night,
Where do our hearts lie?
In the mist of the past,
Or the void of the unknown.
As the sun reaches the horizon,
Thoughts dance in our minds.
What has happened,
Sob a forma de nuvens errantes,
Caminhamos ao nosso Réu:
Que sonhos tivestes, jovem pedante,
até que atirastes ao léu?
Os carros avançam lentamente
sobre o sinal fechado
- como num pesadelo que tive
quando criança -
enquanto atravesso fora da faixa
num contrariamente lento passo
displicente.
Wings of clouds, sail souls to see, seas of stars,
Like happy children,
aura lifts lofty hearts from scars,
Running in fantastic lines
Agreeing with the magical future
In the embrace of miraculous now
We dream to heal
Life will be wholesome again
I saw everything psychedelic placed
Nothing functions out of place
Kings chosen are already know
And born as they should
Nothing will take the land
Sweet child, within you, sparrows sing blooms
Each day like protocoled steps will lead you
Down Heaven’s aisle of tapping awe and cool
The world is born in the sky
The end is at the breath of the sea
Each dream on the waves is taking high a star at a time
She is beautiful
Like a mouse, her heart moves
With the window of her soul
open to Heaven’s skies
She is beautiful
Hart’s heart stops
Hart’s art lives after him
Hope unendingly bleeds through veins and channels
Hart’s home is the muse
L’amour est un rêve qui commence
L’amour est une chimère qui commence
C’est une ballerine qui danse
C’est un poète qui pense
Love is a dream that begins
Love is a chimera that begins
It’s a ballerina who dances
It’s a poet who thinks
It's a bird that sings
Look deep in the mirrorDo you see color?What do you see?Can you see the sins of the humanity,And the hypocrisy creeping at the doorsteps?Blinded by the murky and muddyGlaucoma of jealousy,
We do not want only a piece
We aspire and want Peace
A mammoth piece of Freedom
For the north, south, west and east
Self-imprisonment
Is the worst form
Of punishment
Still, it is not out of the norm
♡
Bon appétit to all my fellow Haitians and friends,Who will be drinking, sipping, savoring soup joumou,Which is made of squash, neck bones, macaroni, oxtails,Carrots, yams, celery, parsley, and countless vegetables.
Haiti, Haiti, Haiti, a Terra dos Mártires
Haiti, Haiti, a Terra dos Primeiros Libertadores
Haiti, a terra de muitos bravos escravos
Laying on my bed
Hoping for hope but I’m hopeless
Thinking about how time flies
I was not the me I dreamt of
I keep dreaming big
Not Knowing what life has to offer
Time flies time flies
how do you stop a feeling
how do you stop the dream …
by ruining all your fantasies
making them be a reality
then you get a new dream
They say to follow your dreams
But they don’t say it’s hard
With roadblocks
And without blueprints
What they mean to say
Is follow your intuition
And listen to yourself
Today is Easter Sunday
The grass is a little greener
The flowers are beginning to say hello
The chill in the air seems less invasive
It’s time to wake up, get out of bed
ON CLOUDNINE.
I can't stop because I don't die until my dreams become reality. Hence I live eternity. On cloudnine ! 😊 💪
#C9_fm
My L'manburg
Once ruled by men of courage and charity
Now ruled by men who are self-centered and agitated
My L'manburg
Once a place of freedom and devotion
My L'manburg
Once ruled by men of courage and charity
Now ruled by men who are self-centered and agitated
My L'manburg
Once a place of freedom and devotion
Imagine if you could change it
Imagine if we could turn the page
Imagine if we could burn the past dark ages, black messages and escape from all those tight cages.
*BELIEVING*
_Stick unto God and believe in yourself. *It'd be bright after the dark.* There most be a black *time dark starry night before an open heaven* of a brighter sunny day._
Do you want to?
Cause I do if you do
Let's jump in and not care what they think
Us, we aren't new
We've been through so much
And my love is true
Leave a message of a whispered dream, an afterthought
In the drawer we use to exchange hellos and forget-me-nots.
LIVING IT UP
Never lose
sight of
the goals
you've set
for yourself.
Because only
you can
make your
dreams
come true.
***WHEN YOU FEEL YOUR JOURNEY OF LIFE IS IN PAIN.
DON'T BE AFRAID OF THAT, THIS IS THE PATH THROUGH WHICH YOU GAIN***
***FORGIVE ALL AND FORGET THE BAD EXPERIENCIES WHICH MAKES OUT YOUR ENERGY DRAIN.
When i was young
I dream of a perfect love.
As i look up to the sky,
i see myself having groom and being a bride.
NEVER HALT DREAMING
Your ambition
is your
Way up
to attainin'
higher level.
Walk
through tha
Path of light
and sight
brightly.
SOFTLY HAVE FAITH
They wanna
bury me
ain't worry,
but
rather I sprout
out
because I'm
a seedling
star.
Stay
flurry, road
to glory.
"YOU COULD DO BETTER EXPLORE MORE"
You know
you can do
better.
Explore more!
You
are
limitless,
unstoppable
and
unlimited.
YOU CAN
In learning there Abide teaching and in teaching, learning dwells.
Both the lecturers and schoolers has somewhat to teach the other.
Life's but a class.
Every persons you met has some lessons for you.
Every nun wears a ring
Brides of god
an astonishing act,
as if deception of hell
came true with bush marks
and artists cheering
Rain is wetting windows,
but what about trees
The lights of the city glide within me
but do not pierce through me with their glitter
deep in me there still persists the black depths
of the black history i hear singing
This is the dark time,my love,
all round the land brown beetles crawl about.
the shining sun is hidden in the sky,
red flowers bnd their heads in awful sorrow.
This is the dark time,my love
DREAM
Life is dream, sleep tight & dream beautifully, in order to have the
best
dream
dreamt.
Because whatever
you're doing in life, you're simply living your dream.
#c9_fm
GOAL
Goal is like cultivating a farmstead, more it's nurtured more chances
of
Achievement
warranted.
#c9_fm
Who Am I?
Am i a shadwo,a chair or even a doorway?
I am a shadow
A shadow that has no way,
I am there but people walk through me
I stand aside,but still trouble follows;
The Dreamer
I can't
give
up still I
keep my
head up.
Living
my life
in dream
what
can I do?
Trying to
survive in
this tough
game.
Road to glory
is bumpy lumpy.
Gory to walk 🚶
in glory.
Road to
Achievement
always
seems
obscure but
an enthusiastic
makes it obvious.
Plus
determination,
No past failure
ever stops you
from Moving on
again. Today try
improving
your
skills
in
order to
enhance your
chances of
Winning, life
ends when
we halt dreaming.
When I was a child,
I’m always dreaming that I’m in heaven with angels in my side.
And there were also angels in the surroundings,
Some were hiding,
Some were smiling,
Just when I think I'm over
You, you appear in my dreams.
The dreams are so vivid that
When I wake, I wake confused.
In my dreams, we're still in love.
In my dreams, I feel your touch.
Dear Dream,
You look beautiful
But I am too shy to speak to you
I pass by each day staring at you
Hoping you're mine
Just don't know what to say or do
I feel like I can't carry you
I feel so sad when I wake up from a dream,
Realizing that I have to return to reality.
It's always easier to decipher what nightmares mean;
That my soul is just another casulty.
Can I tell you about my bed?
I'll tell you anyways.
It's just so special to me.
What a wonderful place.
The one I never want to leave.
You see being awake is far too hard.
I was waiting for dawn’s stately tresses at the intersection,
For I hail from another time, trapped in its steady undulation
And oh was I waiting!
Times do change
But hearts' beat the same.
Little things grow
But my head remembers still you
Deep oceans do rise
So my hopes for you to find
There was me and you in the end
I dream of climbing out my window in the dead of night
Perching myself on the rooftop and gazing up at the stars
The worlds different when it's dark out
It's still
To the dream I lost--
One night I had slept
Tired of the world's morality
An escape from reality.
Tired of work
To rest my head upon a soft white pillow
A dream that had been
Dear Love,
It’s hard to explain
The feeling I have for you
But l do know that they are true
Whenever you come around my heart
When we were young
We were so childish
We loved to dream
To sing, to dance
And never worried about a thing
Running exceedingly fast,
I finally saw a door, at last,
Rushed inside, paralyzed with fear,
I close my eyes
and see a thousand worlds
Made up of pictures tastes and
handpicked words
When my hands rest against
The lettered keys
I write myself into
a lucid dream
You look out to the sea,
and see the horizon,
where the known meets the unknown and chases into oblivion.
you get the feeling there's more to everything,
more to the sand that swallows your feet,
Dreams and aspirations
Constant meditation
My future is my inspiration
I say this with no hesitation
High In the sky sat the moon. Perched on his throne of night.
In a sea of stars he lay, shining ever so bright.
The Sun asked him how he did it.
How could he stay awake for so long?
Putrid fumes were emitted throughout the 7 gardens of Ardenia--
The matrix of hedges led to a different pathway Scattered along
the periphery of the Nutbush Alexandria Malitissa --
I can be whatever I want to be The places I can go seeThe people I can meet But it’s hard to decide with my changing mindWhere and who I want to be It’s beyond me to think of a world Where castles scrape the skyAnd maybe the pigs can flyWe can be
I close my eyes
Taking my head to rest.
Where darkness succumbs
And lying still
Somber
A bleak world now filling with color
Dauntly arising in a state of shock
One last whisper... no closing act.
And to what did I owe this regret, my heart still intact?
Was she the one for me? No it couldn't be.
I broke up with the damsel. I did it. But why did all emotions flee?
The sun's fire is fading,
as night's ocean rises.
Cold.
Endless.
Dauting.
I am not afraid,
for the night does not conceal.
It reveals something more,
Human
Young.
Old.
Of how much life bestows.
Learn from the best.
Or the worst.
I thrive to do what's right.
To stare on the stars.
I awoke alone.
A smile came on me.
As I lay down I wonder what will I become. As I lay down I wonder what will be my legacy. As I lay down I drift into sleep. A whisper comes in. Dream baby girl, dream baby girl, dream. You can become anybody in this world.
In the whispers of a dream that were left behind
I was left with a longing,
a longing for something that I thought was once mine.
A soft cry startled me that night
and in love I soon fell,
People say
“Work harder!”
“Do your best!”
“Stop being so lazy!”
“Just do your work right!”
Why does it take me so long to get this done?
what is wrong with me sir?
“You have dyslexia.”
Painted walls, guide my rough fingertips
Cracked movements trip my aloof mind,
Feeling distinct
Familiar even,
A cool autumn breeze runs up my spine,
Prickling my skin into reality.
The smell of coffee conquered the dark wooded room
I could hear the faint patterns of rain running down the worn cabin
We both walked on gelid floor waiting for the waking sun
One, two, three
The devil is at my door.
Four, five, six,
Why the hell did he leave sticks?
Seven, eight, nine
He left a note with one word "Time"
Ten, eleven, Twelve.
You think you are cool
when you are in high school.
Drifting like a raft,
unconscious of the life ahead;
That’s what fills you with dread.
But as the rolling waters slow,
You know you must go.
Hey, I gotta deal with trauma before it deals with me
I think about you often but not all the time
What are you like when emotions arise?
And how do you look like when you rise?
Keep your head up, don't get fed up.
Choose your roads wisely, you might like where you end up.
Let your thoughts manifest into a physical form.
Where you dreams can ascend, and be reborn.
I walked outside, thinking that everything was gonna be alright.
My eyes filled with pride, helping me through this joyride.
The trees are red, mixed with tints of orange and yellow.
Wake up in the mornin'.
Suddenly, I'm in a dream.
Everything looks so real.
What could this mean?
I get up, look around.
My face turns into a frown.
My heart starts racing.
One summer’s eve in Spain,
I fled through an open window,
Butterflies aflight
In the very pit of me,
And I tramped the streets,
My heart abrim
With such a love,
But a love now long gone.
We all have wanted be grown up
Hearing all of the hype behind it buildup
To become free of our restrictions
And chase your ambitions
A fun filled childhood
that consists of giggles, hugs and cartoons
A happy kid with no worries,
what a wonderful time it has been.
My family is joyful which makes this time most relishing
Crusing down the streets
Late at night
The clock struck past midnight
Although I can't quite see your face,
I love the way you look at me
With the streetlights glowing in your eyes
When I was younger, I would dream of sleeping
on cotton candy clouds
while the breeze kissed my hair and fulfilled its duty of safekeeping
I stepped through the vale of unconsciousness. The vale smelled of bubble gum candy. I dived through the clouds on the other side and descended upon a cherry blossom forest. My toes felt the cool grass in between them.
Growing up was less about growing out of my shoes
and more about growing into my sense of self-worth.
As I matured,
I realized a number of things that I had overlooked
earlier in my childhood.
Dreams are your wishes that may come true
It’s your imagination going wild and speaking to you
Dreams whisper your desires
They teach you and you learn things new
Memory erasing
Mindlessly awaking
Walking through a dream I'm making
Slap me in the face
Untie me where it chafes
Release me from this dream
I want to be awake
Take me from my home
Incierto
by: Sebastian Batista
I am Sebastian Batista. I am Dominican, came to the US when I was 12, 6th grade.
Uncertainty, everyone's faced it. How often though?
Dream In Black
Last night I dreamt a dream
In black I dreamt things not often seen
As I walked the corridors of my mind, I seen black evaluated as beautiful by all in every degree
focusing
in a deep way
dreaming
about last summer
thinking about
feeling
a spark
a distance
some energy
a certain way
looking
at myself
Standing on your walkway gives me chills,
Glowing beautifully with your astounding street flare.
And the performances through the cheery nights
I close my eyes
Breathe deeply
Feel the breeze wisping through my hair
I turn and see you beside me
Just sitting there.
There are dreams within dream within dreams, so it seems. I learned this last night in bed. Layers of dreams upon layers of dreams, all fitting inside my head. Once, I thought I woke up, but I was back in anther one. Dreams within dreams: it's b
We wanted nothing more than to be
Together.
And so there we lay,
Skin to skin, bone to bone, and we watched
and we noticed
The way our chests began to rise and fall
in unison.
Darkness surrounds me as I find myself enveloped in the story being told in front of me.
A young girl is stumbling upon a scene,
I’ve learned to fear wanting too many things.
The selfishness I’ve harboured as a child has melted from a stain to just a bruise.
The phrase “I want” used to spill from my mouth like blood from a wound
The world could see.
My father cries at night
like a ghost’s lonely moan
Lamenting for the helpless
behind closed doors
Reaching out
I daydream daily
I know it sounds crazy
I feel it in my fingertips, in my bones
Yet so far, so vaguely.
I’m scared.
Scared? I mean terrified
yet I do recognize
Expectations and warnings
Consider carefully the beginnings
Every action has consequence
Every inaction is opportunity
Slipped
Away.
Oh, I’m brave
So courageous
I love to live outrageous
I remember I was 10 when he died
The lost and deaths led to stress and heart suicide
Barely made it to 17
All the the accomplishments and hopes lost in the stream
I remember I was 10 when he died
The lost and deaths led to stress and heart suicide
Barely made it to 17
All the the accomplishments and hopes lost in the stream
Two men stand along a ring.
The champion steps out first.
Next, comes the challenger.
The underdog.
The believer.
When I was small
I would believe
That Fairies surrounded me
And protected me
From the bad
But when I grew
My fairies turned to dew
And formed my tears
And leaked to the ground
I dreamed of home last night
Home
The dream was dark and silent
There was no plot, setting, or characters
It was me
In the dark
“Together forever”
“Together until the end of time”
That’s what we used to say
But every promises
Are meant to be broken
Everything has changed
We’re slowly getting further
I believe in life, in authentic living, in the joy of being.I believe in the exaltation of the heart at the dawn but also at the sunset that withdraws its rays in the night`s rest.
There's a lot going in your mind
Wishing you could be away from all this
The feelings that drowns out your cries
The confusion path trails down
Leaving drops of years for remembrance
to have power
is to feel like a spartan
it feels good
but at the same time it hurts deep down
down in the soul of you
where love is no where to be found
because you are strong
I dream no dream,
And fight no fight.
My real is beyond dreaming,
And my fight is to use my wings to fly.
I can’t see anything, for I am sleeping.
I can’t feel anything, for I am dreaming.
I’m breathing, I’m breathing.
Chest in, chest out.
The darkness surrounds me in a beautiful blanket of security and love.
Her lips were red like she had been drinking all the poisonousness of this world or the blood of dead roses.
Her eyes had a color of regret maybe because she had been thinking and wondering the deepest rooms of her soul,
Life isn't a dream given to you in life you have to work because today might not be tomorrow, a blessing is a blessing to hard work.
Our darkened skin this phase which is the most prime phase will never end
love your skin God created you in, with all that melanin we will never become
evanescent
Dear Moonlight,
The way you glow through the blinds in the night.
It makes me feel like you waited for me.
Kissing my forehead to help me go to sleep in my bed.
Making me yawn and rub my tired eyes.
I keep a smile on my face to not let my true colors be shown
Keep the fact I'm dying a secret
My heart is breaking as we speak
But my mouth is shut I wont say a peep
I'm dying a slow miserable death
Deep in long and narrowInfront of stupid teacher as ghostInside four walls of classesSomewhere my dream is lost
Everyday i wake with an unquestionable fate
Of how my life is odd and also beautiful in a number of ways
There's a method to how you can measure madness and it consists of vulnerability
Everyday i wake with an unquestionable fate
Of how my life is odd and also beautiful in a number of ways
There's a method to how you can measure madness and it consists of vulnerability
I had a dream
Everyone we knew was there.
Everyone but you, you were late
When you get there you are drunk.
In your drunken haze, you scan the room looking for her.
Once you find her, you are a fool.
And when I dream of you.
The pages turn.
Highlighting a million and one things.
All captivated by the sound we touched with our eyes.
Each played in beautiful melody.
I'd chase behind you.
Sense
September 7, 2018 ~ Friday
Little lips
Little bits of me, the tips
Of where all words begin and end
Little place to hide my insides
I must be cautious in the words i say;
I dream to be educated in every way.
To banish opression that keep us down;
To uplift whom feel submerged as if they drown.
Medicine
It’s been apart of my life ever since I was little
I hated medicine
All the pokes and pins
All the stickers and Batman bandaids to make me feel better
The moon shines bright in a sky full of lost stars
Cold evenings are dark driving in cars
My dreams are sweet sometimes, but
in my nightmares, I'm alone
I sleep until the monsters go home
On a stormy dreary windy night My handsome love and I went to a concert We walked and slow dance through the muddy wetland hand in hand It got chilly and windy he gave me his warm leather jacket I scanned the large crowd for the good band while a
Why does the moon absent? She must be tired of faces She decided to be absent To get what she is worth To know how she evaluates As she tired of looking down She tired of seeing the earth She tired of looking to the face Who hate himself and his
You Are Deserving To Be Loved.
Only Reason Of You.
That I Taken A Step
To " Exist " Today.
Sailu Bharya
The Dayz Never Allowed
Them
To Meet Each Other.
At Nights, Two Pairs
But,
Dreamt The Same Dream
"Togather".
Sailu Bharya
Today I saw a beautiful dream
It was somewhere from within
It seemed so real at the time - I wonder
I dreamed that love has ruled the world
That no one is sick or hurt
I fell asleep and dreamed a dream
With vivid, bright, familiar scenes
And someone new, I knew before
But I'm unsure just what this means
-
I burst awake, with pounding pulse
Take a road on the jet-black highway,
You are about to embark on a new adventure,
The scorching sun hits the surface as the heat waves rise,
The eagles fly high above the flower-decorated cacti,
I saw you there,
My loyal guide,
A man of raven hair and blue eyes,
Quite tall in stature,
With cream skin,
You took my hand,
Then we began,
We walked along an empty field,
I've wrote about angels
I've wrote about devils
And every monster in between
It's easier to write about
The things I've never seen
My imagination gets to play
While reality takes a back seat
I fell in love
with a girl I met in a dream
But I cannot remember her name,
so now im frantically hitting the snooze on my alarm
that I might see her again
If I could find
a soft spot
a special place
that haunts my dreams
I could fly
without net
without strings
with you
without you
If I could take
a new allure
I will make love
with the Ocean
in front of your eyes
on the edge
of the fine line
with my mind open
and eyes closed
wet sand in my hair
the sense of sea fizz
A walk through the woods
On a cold Winter's Night,
Brought up such terrors
And gave quite a fright.
I stepped through a clearing
Bathed in Moonlight.
A large lump Beyond
Didn't look quite right.
I dream a dream to escape the dark depths of reality
To escape the cruel world, we cain our abels-We hate each other
And with our own ropes we hang one another
And look to blame things like "Police Brutality
Too many roads diverged in a tense arena
And I used to wonder what it would be like to travel all.
Could I be Engineering? Astrophysics? Analyst? Architect? Chemist?
Sitting next to the window
Watching dust stay suspended in the air
My breath does nothing
Under the harsh yellow light
The window is cold
And blues fill the void beyond the pane
Neon flickers to life
some erotic escape
I need
with your face
with the cosmos
to my aid
with a Fire
and wild desire
romantic play
and zany runway
the thunder
of the heart beating
fast
run away from you
from my dreams
from my fears
from the pain
you might hide
deep down
in your heart
run away from
smile and sparkle
in your eyes
ALICE’S SONG
Be my sweet Mad Hatter
And I’ll be
Alice of your dreams
In red raw silk
And soft black velvet
Every time
When
This is impossible
I'm having this dream where I'm driving,
and then, of course, you come along.
I have never met you but I bet that because
I saw you in my dream we are bound to meet someday
I have late night conversations with the moon
She tells me about the sun
And I tell her about you
What we used to do underneath her other half
And during her time when we went our different paths
Don't ever hate you for being you
without you there is nothing that is true
This worlds in need of you
and to tell you the truth I need you to
Don't you dare give up on me don't
know what I would do
Don't wake me
I still want to be with my shady tree
I still want to drown in my fantasy
Feeling weightless, feeling free
It's a place I could be me
Don't wake me
I was faithful, I was good.
Constant in prayer with my
Lord and Savior I knew
Without a doubt that I
Was safe in my Lord's arms.
But then that blessed day came.
The sky was bright and brilliant
Your heartbeat is my own.
You smile, I smile.
You dream, I dream.
You breathe, I sigh.
Love me. Hold me. Trust me now.
I'm cold. Warm me.
You dream, I dream.
You smile, I smile.
If I were to ever write a poem,
It would be called ‘Dream With Me’,
And it wouldn’t be about anything sad,
About depression or anxiety,
Or any human rights,
Pour your heart out, bloody my hands
caught red-handed in this wonderland
selling fleeting feelings feigning meaning
seeking depth in tides receding
retrieving flotsom junk upon the shore
I look at myself in the mirror and only see a monster.
I see the fat that sticks off of my stomach; what am I? Pregnant?!
I see the stretch marks that line my legs, I must be fat.
i have a reoccuring dream
grass whispering its dewy secrets to my toes
The dark invites too many thoughts to provide peace
i see Those Ones through the window
A steel beast lashes its tail which barely skims my nose
At times I wonder
Where I'm headed in this world.
Where is my place?
In an office, the monotony of keyboards?
In a bus, a vagrant of burnt-out success?
Or among the stars above me,
Dear Dream of mine,
My life flashes by in a ray of colors,
with so many frames and images that pass on.
they aren't just pictures, they are masterpieces of water color, a work of art,
Dear Mom,
As your fingertips lingered on my arm,
I felt the chill of struggle strike my bone.
Your hair draped across my face, and brought me back to your past.
I live between 4 food and liquor stores
2 of which are 21 and older
A Harold’s Chicken on King Drive and another on Cottage Grove
Miles of Mcdonald’s garbage
Have I left
My beloved one
The one that I asked the skies for
In exchange for my career dream
As her smiles will go missing
As her kisses will go missing
Will I be able to continue?
You taught me that
To deal with a disaster is to
let it go
to deal with the feeling of losing control
to stop thinking about the inevitable.
To deal with a disaster is to
be brave
Dear Future Me,
Mama said hold tight to your dreams
Or else they’ll fly away
Life is dark and full of pain
But your dreams can light the way
She said hold tight to your dreams
To see what lies beyond our world
To jump high enough to touch the stars
To fly to the moon and back
To step on a crack without falling far
To be or not to be
To fly instead of swimming
Dear Future,
There are too many words in my head,
Yet I can’t get them down.
They swirl, they jumble,
And I begin to drown.
There are too many thoughts in my head,
That I can’t decipher.
Sitting in the coffee shop
Where once we’d smile
My heart did a little hop
I saw her for the first time in a while
My hands were shaking
I want you like cream, for the coffee I wake up from,
I want you like a dream, I dont want to wake up from,
I pray night and day, that he sends you my way,
I'll make you the queen, of my world and my space.
Wide-eyed, glassy stare
Dazed and confused
Reeling, recoiling
from possible
Impossibility
Windmills, grassy fields
Disappearing
Set upon in flames
from those leaders
Dreams are an awful thing,
Mice of Men livin' on fantacy.
Can't end well, only die brutally.
Ignorance is bliss
only when the alternative is this
reality.
Which way will fare the best?
To my ambition,
To my dreams.
At first, you popped into my mind
Like a grape from a vine,
Whilst I watched Youtube videos of
Maybe it was too much what I put you through, in the end I always thought of me and you.I asked you to hold on when things were rough, you tried to hide it but I could see things were tough.When I shouldn't have been lonely I was, in those times I
Here we go,
Watch as I swing into the edge of the world.
Listen as the ropes erode at the tree bark above
With every push and pull.
Smell the ancient dust from the fibers of the rope
I met a boy in my dreams
He was young, only seventeen
We met on the purest day
In our beds we did lay
Warm sun, cool air
The bright light flashes in my eyes.
I was strip down naked,
about to live this kind of life.
I posed for the man behind the camera-
I let down my hair,
I was nervous and cold-
Wings with lift to soar
When you can't take any more
What you never saw before
Wings with lift to soar
I blinked and this week's been
Stays with me at night
while I rustle my thoughts
roaming bends and corners
and nooks and crannies
takes me to bed
comfort me to sleep
best lover in my dreams
while I cradle
Love, a four letter word created to trap men in a day dream.
My love for her ragged like a rapid untamed stream.
Her smile sweeter then the sweetest Neapolitan ice cream
Dear God,
Are you there? Are you really there?
Mass shootings, floods, and fires abound…
yet selfies, self-promotion, and “self” are all around…
because i love you
i only smile as i watch you tilt back the milk carton
white drops running down your chin
the lips softly parted.
i only smile even though
Because of dreams, I follow you.
Because of dreams, I see you for who you are.
Because of dreams, I see your love for others.
Shattered,
Into millions of glittering fragments,
The last remnants of the dream I held onto so fiercely
I watched it fall,
Even before it happened,
That wobbling self-fulfilling prophecy
I am happy for I have dream
To meet my faultless princess
Where my shackle eye’s will be hung for you
Because only you gave me glamorous life
I dance in the sea
I twirl, bubbles surround me
I run up high on the clouds
Racing the angels proud
Then swim in the sun
Till the day is done
A snowflake kiss On my lips Over in a second Melted away A snowflake butterfly On my eyes Gone so fast Dripping like tears A snowflake embrace As I lay down Here for the moment Till it turns to spring A snowflake friend Child-sized An
A first cry
Kick, scream, squirm
Pain for joy
Feather-weight in embrace
Delicate and fragile
Precious and treasured
Adoring eyes look up
Faded, glassy orb stare
Limbs twitch and collapse
From the beginning of my life everyone told me I could be anything I wanted to. "Anything," they said, "Anything you want." Then I got older, and life became "practical." I wanted to be a doctor. "Think practically," they'd say.
My Overalls by Jasmine Exinia
Dark blue jeans Minnie on the pocket
Skechers lighting up when she stomps
Little girl in overalls just having fun
I'm trying to pour my heart out
shaping my emotions into words,
words that will barely even compare to the vast void of space in my heart
success, my aspiration, but I hear those voices in my head,
Last night I dreamt of you, we were just like we used to be.
We we're watching the moon cover the sun, we had felt so free.
You held my hand and squeezed it so tight.
I knew in that moment that everything would be alright.
Remember when we thought wine was grape juice, days went on forever, and the only worry we felt was when our parents dropped us off at school?
Once upon a time, there lived
a beautiful maiden name Snow White
She resided in a house with seven dwarves
Her skin was as white as snow and
her succulent, candy cane lips were as red as blood.
Once upon a time
There was no prince.
Once upon a time
There was no castle.
Once upon a time
There was no happily ever after.
In darkness of night sleep steals you away,
And still is your heart, in your fatigue,
It’s all in your head but to your dismay,
You enter a world full of intrigue.
Fairytales.
They don't come in true colors.
Some come in blue.
Some come in romantic red,
But some come,
In Backless Black.
In the depths of darkness,
My name is Ashanti I'm always me just the queen when u look at me u see beautify talking about me behind my back ain't gonna slove jack.U know that I'm the real deal and u just the fake kill.Like cmon say that to my face .But it a new year and I'm
By Charlene Jones
He woke up groggy
Unaware of his surroundings.
Prince charming grew precautious
His royal heart was pounding.
Then the world came to focus.
He remembered where he lied.
For almost a moment, my head careens
my heart flutters,
my legs lean.
But I open my eyes: it was only a dream.
Not even a dream; perhaps a wish
a touch in the dark,
a lipless kiss.
I heard your voice
over my morning alarm.
Then it was silence.
I picked myself
off of the hard wood floor,
Got dressed
Reached for the door
and felt you on its brassy doorknob.
I kissed the pillows of her cheeks.Covering myself in the blanket of her caress.While here nothing is heavy.Maintaining the balance of smiles in the bed of her arms
Imagine what it would be like floating off the edge of the Earth.
Conversations become murmers,
Car horns and police sirens dissapate
and the songs of birds get carried away with the wind.
I tried to write a poem
No words came out.
Only thoughts of Alex Dang and his blinker left on half a mile
Once upon a time,
when life was a dream
and life was on the line,
with a train losing steam,
being lost wasn't fine, yelling "I don't know what's mine"
rather lose track than lose my mind,
Once upon a time
there was a young dreamer
who worked the long days
in crippling fever
and when night fell
her weepy eyes close
exhaustion fade black
aspiration to grow
Inhale and exhale
We breathe, but better when we sleep.
And move, as though a boat set to sail.
Your absence is not my best remedy.
It doesn't help me, it doesn't make it unbelievable.
The aching assures me of your existence,
but memories are fading as if we never happened, as if we never existed.
One sided...
Could it mean the spark?
To be busy to a point
That couldn’t be announced
Plucking petals from a darken crispy rose
i close my eyessoftly, softly,softer this timemy dreams long goneleft me hereto diewith the echoesof a promisebut onlylies
The stars are your friend.
Twinkle sharp in the sky,
Against the dark, I can't decide
If your radiant or stunning.
Maybe both.
Your beutiful like bird songs.
Hard to understand,
One minute I am here,
The next I am gone.
Where you might ask?
A land where I belong.
Where the mountains demean and the valleys are fey,
The land of the free because of the brave
A great place filled with opportunity
The American dream needs to be saved
America, the great dream
That lured so many
Still a renounced temptation
America the great dream of more
More land, more space, more freedom
You can breath
There is room to grow
For all the lives lost and the wars won you would think America would stand by its national anthem where we are all equal.
Can I try to escape from
All my nightmares and demons
Soon this era will be done
The truth of time is too blunt
To not cut like a sharp knife
When I fall asleep, no one dare wake me.
For I am on a trip where all reality escapes me.
Where colors dance on the surface of a twilight sky,
And everything I once knew passes me by.
It was weird,
One moment I am in my dorm room falling asleep
The next, we are talking and laughing.
It seemed so real,
You were so close, so real.
Just a second agoThe magnificent flowThe room filled with soundThe noises that drownedVibration, scientifically speakingThis is what I've been seeking
I have a dream, i will try hard to reach.
I'd like to tell you so listen and please take a seat.
I am a black belt in taekwondo, it's an olympic sport you know.
So it has to be obvious where I want to go.
People say you always dream impossible things
but just tell them
at least I still have dreams
you however have possible dreams
and I would rather have impossible dreams
that I can make possible
What if all we are,
Is the product of a dream?
Some slumbering mind ranging far,
Projecting us from the stream,
Of thought and delight
As it passes through the night?
A woman with delicate
Crow’s feet framing
Murky blue eyes
Leans heavily against
Her truck.
A man sits on a lawn chair
Beneath a sun-stained umbrella
With sunglasses perched
Atop a reddened nose.
Close your eyes, imagine;
Remember all the child dreams,
From astronauts to firemen,
Whisking by they disappear,
And look who does appear,
It is you right here right now,
Throwing those dreams away.
I want to live on the moon with you.
I want to watch the slumbering earth
the amazing clear vastness of the universe,
I want to watch the stars and the shimmer in your eyes
as you stare in awe and wonder...
The land of the free
Oh, the possibilities that there could be
Free to exist as our true selves
Whether in religion or thought
That is was at least what I was taught
I dreamed the unspeakable
Nearly to the realm of unimaginable
But not quite
Rewind to last night
Moments before I awoke
To the beep of my 6:30 alarm
And the vivid imaginings I held
What happened?Everything started out fine.Happy.Wholesome.Good family fun.It gave me hope for a bright future.A hope that raised me up to a beautiful sky.Only to let me fallAnd watchMy dreams as theyD i e d . My hands burnedAnd blisteredIn a brigh
At 11 past, each 1 parades to the stars each semi colon begs for a chance for a seed to grow steadfast into a tree Nearby, a girl of seventeenpleas with the clock to open his arms wide and let her in. Far away, a boy of eighteenglances at his pho
One more step, and I’ll fall
Down
Down
Down
I’m just on the end of the precipice.
About to go over.
I finally feel free
No ties holding me down
I have found
What I need to seek
It doesn’t seem out of reach
Like a painting or a dream
It comes to me
In flashes, in feelings
The sapling smiles at the stunning oak,
Self-evident is the truth,
20 years of labor in growth,
Ahead for the determined youth,
Withstanding weather and standing without withering,
The sapling smiles at the stunning oak,
Self-evident is the truth,
20 years of labor in growth,
Ahead for the determined youth,
Withstanding weather and standing without withering,
The Dreamer "knows" that their aspirations are destined to be reality
Optimisism flows through their veins just by thinking about their self determined "fate"
But when the chance comes to leap
This poem from beginning to end
Is all of me, now and then.
My Past indescribable as it can be
Was not so sad you see.
Molding the soul
is caused by many
things, some magnificent
some malicious
some mythopoeic
and for me, my soul
remembered the opportunity
gifted by mysterious fate
(as everything has
David, What happened to you You used to dream out loud Reach for the stars expand your horizons Yes life gets hard
I have looked into the abyss
Stood rooted in fear
Paralyzed, my next move unclear
Withheld myself from ever finding bliss
In the wonders of my mind
I've been lost for many years,
Without a doubt or a fear
I am completely me
Quiet Quiet,
I want peace and quiet.
I want to be able to hear the crickets conduct their symphony;
I want to be able to see the Moon shine blissfully;
I want the Moon to lighten the darkened sky,;
There will always be traffic but stay in your lane, focus on YOUR destination, i promise it will keep you sane. & youll grow from it to , making you "the better" you that you have always wished and hoped to come true.
The sun sets behind the hill,And sets the silent night. The plants dance, In the summer breeze.Silence is broken by broken words, And silence is regained by an empty heart.Soundless thought are faded,
I am drifting To see these stars collide And have their everlasting suffering Explode from their fingertips.
They dance. Like waves of mercy Too fast to grasp, Yet they cry for forgiveness.
Driving for 45 minutes
Bumper to bumper
Radio's broken and so is the AC
But, that's Chicago for ya
The traveler stopped for restthe sky a silver hue,the sun setting in the westthe waters, a dark blue.
[ Me writing a letter to death]
October 10th.. Sending this letter from DeVonte, to.... to..,
Im going to start off this letter saying i dont like you, I fear of you but I will fight you,
A dream
A hallway, my heels softly clicking as I walk
The polished table
A clipboard
Perched precariously on the edge
I get up in the morning,
I pray, I get ready for school,
I go to school and count down from the minutes remaining till I go home.
Everyday seems exactly the same, so why do I get up.
My genius shocks me, as sweet as victory is, I was so shocked!
Felt down by myself, sank in a ditch, a shallow pit, none other than myself
Now I understand, how I was wrong
I didn’t make mistake, but prevent it I can
Every morning,
My alarm rings,
I hit snooze,
It rings again.
My feet hit the floor,
The sun is yet to rise,
I stumble to get ready,
Hating to open my eyes,
I put on my suit and drive,
Diamonds shining
Two souls defined
Blissfully gliding
Through-out all time
One is I
The other you
We hold hands
It's hell we pass through
Two dark angels
You and me
Before he got married
he had five amazing doctrines
of balancing the life
between partner and children
by applying these doctrines
he would always dream
of bringing up his children
I dreamed of jumping beyond the realms of dirt and pavement-- to soar as far as the wind could take me. So I leapt. But once I reached that farthest point--the spot I once desired most, I came back.
Morning has broken the sky is brokenLiving day to day with words left unspokenEating away because we aren't awokenFeeling like our efforts are in vain, they are token
Inspiration for true love, you always remain,
With your ineffable look and idyllic thoughts,
Your dulcet expressions are very iridescent,
When two lovers are kissing in garden.
The world I live in is hazy,
The life I am living is faint,
There's a whole world inside my head,
Coming into reality.
I walk around in the haze,
Sadness is inevitable
Getting over it is incredible
With so many emotions coursing through my veins
It's hard to believe that I still have a myriad of things to gain
Outpourings of my soul
Pathways to my mind
Overflows of my heart
Portraits of the “real me” inside
Desire and dream dancing oh so freely
Fear and pain relenting as they lose secrecy
I spend my calm and lonely nights suspended wordlessly in my mind. These nights though saddening are the reason I am me. Thoughts fly by my eyes as images, words, and light. We discover ourselves in that night.
I stand.
I look up and see such a beautiful view,
a view of a future that a desperately long to pursue.
It seems so close, if I just reach out my hand.
I try to float to this dream, but I remain where I stand.
The air around was abundant
but i still felt as if i was suffocating,
streets flooded with nothing but it
i screamed "someone save me."
Like when you are parched for water
Dear dreaming child,
You sleep peacefully
Knowing that when
You awake, you will
Arise to the beautiful
Sunshine shining
Brightly on your
Dreaming face. All
Of your troubles fade
This poem is the story of my life
It is a messy one.
And I've shed tears of hope and strife.
Oh look, there goes another one.
When a person really cares
they'll do what'ere it takes
Closed.
There's a dream
in my head
and it's making me
Ill.
Swimming,
These aren't my thoughts.
I wouldn't
couldn't
never would do
that.
But I did.
Dreams
It all started with a dream in the night,
I just knew that I needed to write,
everything down that my mind had created.
I was in a new world with wonderful new places,
and many new faces,
Reality fading, imagination laid waitingEach moment seeming just as unreal as the last: Out of the window brought a pleasant view,As the sun sets warm hues fill the air.Bringing upon an ample end to a long dayJust when I thought satisfaction was p
Keeps me on my toes like a dancer
Watch my words curtsey at the end of each line
Enunciating as if my words didn't fall short with country
Not ready to confess, but I'll write
In my dreams, the nightmares of my mind,My subconscious torments me, Bringing me horror as I sleep.Making me debate whether sleep is friend or foe,
Mountains and canyons beyond what eyes can see
The clay earth beneath is subliminally icy
Misty air follows me along the path
I savor its taste as it swirls in wrath
Release
Pent up, building, rising
About to break the dam
Emotions, feelings, stirrings of the soul
Relief
Flooding, washing, overflowing
From the rivers of abundant thought
Tonight should be made holy,it should be painted with lightsand up there, in heaven, together with themshould your luminous face reside.Tonight should be kept safebetween your eyelashes
On the days you don’t feel appreciated
Just know that we are here
To guide you through the thunderstorms
And comfort you out of fear
One still night,
In some stolen moment passed,
From my slumber
Mountained a hush and,
From this hush,
Rose death
His calloused grip
Sent Fear slowly soaking
Down from my scalp
Roses are red and violets are blue this the story of my life i'm about to tell you
i'm a just simple guy
i could simply be
but this world seems so different to me
i growed up believing i can be anything
Lift me up in fingers of wind
Let me float freely in their grasp
May clouds carry me gently
Make me balance on horizons
Have stars sing me to sleep
Hear the moon make a melody
There is no dream without realityAnd no reality without a dream.Sometimes we dream a realityThen it is hard to realise It was just a dreamLet us be Honest and Never hide behind a Mask And enjoy our dreamsBut allways face reality.How Nice or bitter
Most people dream of big houses,Fancy cars, More money than they know what to do with Not meI dream ofHaving enough money to pay for foodLiving in a house and not a parkI dream of
His words lift my heart
On wings like an eagle's
So it soars.
His voice surrounds me.
"Shawnee."
That is what I am hearing.
Then I awake to find that it was only just a dream.
Oh, the lovely corner,
a home and friend of mine.
Oh, the lovely corner,
your comfort is divine.
Oh, the lovely corner,
i called you babe
last night in a dream
you stuttered but said love
what do you need?
and made me your heart
and i felt whole again
by being just yours
every hair on end
you took my hand
Why is it that we want farfetched objects?
Perhaps it’s the thought of having something,
Soft pattering on the roof,A steady blanket of feather-light rain bathes my house.The dark periwinkle color peeking in through the blinds;It's safe. Paws padding softly over to the window,
Shall I compare him to Romeo himself?
His eyes they glisten like Carribean seas.
He prays for those in sickness and health,
and gives to those who never say please.
Bang! The gun blew, I stand there beseeched as my love falls to the ground, lifeless and empty.
I run farther than I've ever gone going through the endless hall as if there was end that can be achieved.
Oh beauty that lays in slumber,How do you fareSo calm and sereneYet so truthful and hideousLoved by none prayed by allYou are hated for taking loved ones Oh beauty in deep sleep,Do not shed your tearsYou turn worlds upside downDestroy homes and br
I drift through an endless space, reacquainting myself again
With the parallel black lines
Stacked on top of each other with infallible precision
In a backdrop of a cream filling, rich as buttercream topping on a cake
There is no skin color,
There are no religions,
That is the way it is.
We all become warriors,
That is the way it is.
There are no differences,
No Hate,
Just Love,
My imagination chauffeurs my sensation.
Safely to where? I don’t care.
Afar from my fears, and my worthless tears.
Keeping my thoughts from my battles fought.
In the rain to ease the pain.
Eyes were like a window
Transparent as glass
Revealing nothing but the slate concrete and ruffled grass beyond them
Gripping his sky-clad hand hard,
We trekked down the quiet road
I grew up in a world rife with uncertainty
Afraid to lift my head up high,
Afraid to contemplate a future where life was worth experiencing.
At every corner there was a struggle,
There is a fire inside all of us.
It starts off as a spark, then it connects with your soul and ERUPTS
There was a newer world I entered once;
We always flew from one place to the next.
Blinked an eye and there I was; no distance;
The mirrors disguised me, I felt perplexed.
Empires rise and fall
Yet I Dream
Inventions are built from the dreams I send
I still wander in my world I painted
What do I dream I do not know
We became friends in 11th grade English, her and I.
I wish more than friends, but there was another guy.
A guy she had dated the last two years.
I feel relaxing,
As I look at the flowers
Colorful, cheerful, and bright.
…………………………….
Summer, hot, and the sun
No cold, no snow, and no school
Sea, beach, and the tan.
………………………………
Dream
Jess was a goddess
she was glowing in a field
we decorated everything
the sky and the ground and ourselves
we slept in the same bed
shared a blanket, stayed real warm
Lost in your world I see,Such magic, creativity,Your a divine soul full of wonder,Stuck in the land of slumber.
A dream of a distant time.
A battle-field filled with rage.
Land filled with both blood and rain.
We both lie in-between the dead.
We cry as one of us is departing into an eternal slumber.
If sleep is the cousin of death what is a dream
You keep falling into the depth and it could seem
Closed eyes awaken
Wake up to mistaken
Perceptions of the physical
Loss of analytical skill
You are the Earth's most stunning mytery.
Scientists have tried to figure you out.
Under a shade you hide your history,
Nobody seems to know what you're about.
I guess you think you're being humble,
My mind races with my dreams.What it is I seek is somethingWorth more than a nine to five,Worth more than a park to drive, Worth more than a pay check in my hands,For I will find my satisfaction.
I am
A Sister
A Best Friend,
Family.
I am the Oldest.
I am the Middle.
I am the Youngest.
I breathe in
Board Games,
Books,
Movies.
She was like a meteor falling down from the sky
If only I can catch her, maybe she will be my farewell
It’s not like the passage of time that heals,
Forever, I love this film.
Maybe it talks of fantasy,
but it's all very real to me:
the love, the magic, the emotions.
I am the girl, the girl is me.
If I am at a loss,
I watch the film.
Maybe it was just this year I suddenly became old.
Old hit me with crying over Facebook videos in the middle of the night.
I live in the stories that I create,
in the books that I read and make,
the stories in my head
because it is better instead.
I imagine many things,
many horrible things,
things wonderful,
My Dream was a reality until a Nightmare came into play. Secretcy and lies overcame my reality and it's nothing more than a dream.
Those who dream...
Do you dream of relief?
Do you dream of happiness?
Do you dream of another world?
Do you dream of acceptance?
Do you dream of release?
Those who dream...
Those who dream...
She's 16, and she's living the dream. come home late, parents don't even care where she been. got a tattoo about a year ago, and no one even knows. she prides herself on the fact she's able to get away, with any and everything.
Silence
The Pressure Builds
Silence is Present in Silent Space
The Pressure Builds
Silence Echoes through the Unknown
The Pressure Builds
Silence Reverberates across the Expanse
Air so strong
Though none breathe in
The awe of dreams
Which come from within
The choice is here
What will it be?
To dream a dream
Or die in fear
Could you believe that I used to fly?
I used to actually go somewhere in my dreams.
Now I awaken and pull my comfort up around my chin.
Linger in the warmth of the dark.
I used to be summer
strawberries
There’s a tapping noise repeating like a never ending intro
And a light that I should know is only coming from my window
When my eyes are closed I cannot shake this ever playing chorus
On the day of July 20, 1969
A fateful man changed the outlook of mankind
The first steps he recorded in outer space
Captivated and astonished the entire human race
Now as I look up at the moon and the stars
Born a girl
But read a book
And now what is she,
A he
An it?
Doesn’t she know the pain he causes others
When it
Or xe?
Decides a thousand things
In a single day?
Yeah, I fell in love once.
Thought he was a nice guy.
Turned out to be sorry, so I moved on to the next guy.
He wasn’t half bad.
Didn’t treat me like he should, so I had to give him up.
My love for you will never cease,
a blessing or a curse may be.
My withered heart will forever dream
despite the havoc memories wreak.
Pain is fading as the nights retreat,
Oh to have a beard,
that is my dearest wish.
I am so smooth and hairless
just like a little fish.
It would be smooth and silky
like ladies underwear
The Stooge of a teacher grabs the ruler.
He's walking towards you as you sit helplessly at your desk
Just prior to him providing you with a massive strike,
You wake up screaming,
You had it again.
Awaiting Dream
A shadow unhindered
By that of the past and those who refuse to forget
From age four to forty the record keeps score,
Sometimes I feel like wasting my time
Being here doing nothing, letting life go by
But through it all I begin to remember
The wonderful blessing it is to be alive.
You chased away my fear
Drowned me with passion
Held on to me
Unexpectedly stole my heart
I was sealed with fate
From the first day we met
With your sweet kiss
From a shower of love
Lots of thinking
in this cold night,
dreams and decisions
to be accomplished.
The Sun blazing hot,
the birds chirping
with a melody of
peace.
I wake up to a new days come, it's time to start bringing income. I'm no longer a carefree teen, it's time to become well aware to the world at seen. This world is based on money, sad but true, been knowing that since by the age of 2.
When the lights are shining down on you
You finally realize that what you have worked for
Strived for all year
Comes down to a mere three minutes on stage
So you leave your heart on the stage
Stumbling aimlessly down a dismal, unlit road,
Unconsciously steering myself towards pristine beginnings.
A world anew, sky white as the driven snow, but in a split fraction of a moment,
I stand before you, I don't judge
A sea of faces
Many colors but all the same
You all have potential to dream the dream
To live a life full of passion, the world changers.
They say I'm crazy, I'm all alone
But thats not true, they just don't know
That while they party, drink and dope
I think of my future with excess hope
Where I can travel, near and far
Ten minutes is ticking.
Can't find the time losing such minutes.
Close to such hours I wait patiently, for my moment to shine.
I ask myself when will that be?
Dancing in a ring of fire
Hoping that your dreams aspire
But the drive down the road
Is one you'll make all alone
All of your wishes and hopes
One day you'll climb all the ropes
I'm cold. A chill in the air.
Wood fire dwindling to smolders.
Ash crisped cinders to share.
Cotton between our shoulders.
That endearing musk of burnt wood.
The last day before your good Goodbye
I do hope to see you one more time
Dreamt of the time to pass and say Hi
Magical nights; the Milky Way,
This is where I want to stay;
In a place where you fall asleep
To the rhythm of falling raindrops and counting sheep.
Where you can catch the stars,
Adrenaline rose and we got out
And stopped to stare and look about
A frightning scene, as it should be
Still I moved close for him to hold me
Scary monsters breathed in my face
Once upon a time I had a story too-
Once upon a time my voice meant something too-
But, that mattered none to you-
Because once upon a time is only fairy tale you said to me-
I'm Daniel at warFacing the tallest of the GiantsMy rocks won't reachMy voice muffled in the echoes of silence
Seeing the sunrise peak from behind the city skyline
The mirror image in the soft waves below
Feeling the the sun's warmth brush against the back of my neck
During a beautiful winter day
A young boy studies pre-med
to become a doctor, he said
Back hunched over facts punched
in his mind, courses never too kind
That was once a dream of white coats and stethoscopes
I have this theory
If only we could fall asleep in each other's arms,
I am certain we would dream peacefully together;
Perfectly harmonized.
Our hearts would thump softly and steadily;
If you were not human
just a clone...
I think I would still crave you.
One life is all I have in the scheme of it all..
When I am slipping away at slumber
a ticket for one...
I awoke to the world
One morning
Then I covered my head
And went back to my slumber
Learned my lesson
For sure
I wanna tell you the truth but I don't want to live another lie
Truth is that I still love you because true feelings never die
Truth is that I really miss you
I msis the real us
The you I can trust
Every day is a gift,
all the days just flow so swift
try to live positive & for others try to uplift...
<3
You are here for a reason bigger than you
I know some time you wonder what am I here to do?
Is it some thing huge & grand, here...
Bump, bump, bump, the needle goes.
Stitch after stitch; they form a row.
Two pieces of fabric sewn to make a seam.
Sew, pull, cut; it becomes a routine.
Hard work and imagination you need
What I'm about to say is from what I've learned
No matter your agreement or concern
Poetry can be written by anyone
No matter by paper or touge
Your reason or cause
I'm just another colored kid living in the suburbs. Picket fences all around, all painted my neighbors color.
In my fantasy I can do anythingI dream, I fly, and soar through the skyThat twinkles with the mesmerising stars of the universe
I get up
at 5 in the morning for 5 days
and 1 day I have to be out the door by 1.
On the Seventh day God allowed Himself to rest from his labors
But I am not so lucky.
Family is dear and preious to me
Being flawless isn't always easy.
To achieve true beauty, you must believe
that you can do whatever you set your mind to.
I never let myself see the downside of my dream.
You work hard, you smile at every
You are not invisible
not in any way, shape, or form.
I know you see things differently.
you dont have a "set in stone" way of thinking.
You think of evrything, possibly, too often.
Tonight existed an icy one,
nothing occurred truly stature absent;
we clashed at the crowning of the peek
witnessing for the yesterday's mantle
without a real sense of direction.
From today until tomorrow, years later to forever
I want to make an impact that would change the world
There are moments when we see the violence coming and no one is in sight to stop it
The life of a young woman is boundless and untamed
There is no way of telling where she will go next or who she will become
The crazy twirl that destincts
Who she is
The girl I was years ago is gone
First I learned to crawl and then I learned to stand up tall.
Next I learned how to walk and run
And now at full speed, a young woman I am to become.
My growth is flawless.
To wish upon a star
Is to latch your dreams onto the insubstantial
To meld fantasy into reality
And believe in something magical
The tiny pinpricks of light
Each the capital of its own nation
Struggled, cried, the tears I wept
My dream of music had a passionate affect
I wanted to be a music teacher but it was out of reach
The only thing I wanted to do was teach
Later on my tears dried
They left you a piece of coal
Take revenge by becoming a diamond
And no diamond can be made without pressure.
After the pressure of your past and problems you overcame
A tempest,
a hasty knock,
swept away, planks and branches,
drenched by a collapsing sight.
There's only one window to pass through
for an airplane to crash onto,
for sleet, for icebergs,
I am like a man,
flawed and broken,
left on the hot sand
to fry and crisp like a token.
The shell created by social brutality
falls away to reveal the shining
soul climbing through harsh reality,
A 17 year old child applying for college,
built for success, wisdom, and knowledge.
A plethora of information has been deposited into him,
But due to his black skin many have trained him on a whim.
“You walk funny.”
These words have plagued my school experience.
No one knows the reason behind this walk,
They don’t know that my muscles don’t work and I’m slower than the rest
As I fall inside of my bed and I begin to dream, I start to see pictures running through my head and they begin to feel real. I can’t tell what is real and what is fake anymore.
A narrow mind needs not to dream
And I want a dreamer to dream with me.
So, before we part, it's this you must know:
You were a fanciful one, as far as dreams go.
Creepy, crawly, furry little train fellow,
Looping up and looping down,
Giggling on your wiggling way.
Chew, chew, and do chew some more!
What happens when an astronaut is upside down?
The blood rushes to his head,
And suddenly he is out.
vertiginous thoughts occupy space
in my head where there was none
each thought jets by my naked eye
shot from a smoking gun
lascivious intents spew words
A tree on stage
watch me grow,
but i guarantee not a sellout show.
You only live once
This words aren't a guarantee
For miraculous safety
Rather it is a dreamful promise
To think of the opportunity you may miss
While facing your dream
The rumors came first
I warned my family that the trucks would be next,
I said we could go to the the middle of nowhere.
They said we could wait it out right here.
In my dream, there was no context.
If I cry or if I'm down
My resillence picks me back up
My legs may be strong but my mindset is stronger
My confidence is not found in a cup
When I feel weak I say, "I'm strong"
and that just does the trick
I too had a dream that one day we would stop all the violence in the streets and keep the peace
There was a girl who dreamed to fly, She wanted to be great and leave her cage, They all said she couldn't and had to stay where it was safe, So one night she leaves,It's not as bright as it seemed,
A normal sleep
One that starts off slow
Lay Down into bed and away I will go
Soon I find myself vibrating
It scares me at first when I don't open my eyes
Laying alone once again, picturing a better time. Listening to a familiar note. Reading a repedative word. The same over and over and over. When will it change?
2000 chances were handed out
in hopes that they would never be used
the number on the cards and people waiting
for just one call to come in confused
2000 pieces of hope were believed in
I don't if is been the movies or my friends,
I have recently become an addict for a woman's fur,
their beautiful skin and beautiful lips make me go crazy,
if only I had a special girl that could fulfill my thirst,
We all search for that lighthouse
When we're hopeless, in need of direction,
it's not there.
When you close your eyes and imagine,
you can see the light.
You find it.
The shadows get darker as the moon now dims
the chill on my spine from the slow moving wind.
The world passes by at a quite unusual pace
walking through the shadows I see a familiar face.
When I dared to finally take my own steps,
and when I dared to go my own direction,
I found and learned about myself without the intention.
I left my home country and studied abroad
They say you only dream
In black and white.
If that's the case
I've never seen
Such vivid blacks and stunning whites
As run through my mind at night.
Longing, peril, mystery;
Senior year turned cold one day.
I fell on the ground and didn't have anything to say
I held on my stomach and cried a little or more than that
a nurse brought a wheelchair over on which i sat
Growing up,
I wanted to fulfill my parents dreams.
Be a doctor, become a suregon.
I wanted all that and then some.
I wanted to go into the military,
and attach fallen limbs.
I'm that weird girl that sits in the back
The quieter you are the less attention you attract
Though I'm not the only one who would rather it dark
At times I find those with that same unique heart
A playful conversation
Interrupted
By an unexpected call:
Hello?
I tense with panic
As the voice on the other end
Breathlessly exudes hysteria
Searching for the keys to my car
Before I go to bed I always read a book
But as I was reading my whole body shook
I heard a loud rumble then closed my eyes
Thought this was a dream filled with demise
I opened them again and what did I see
I met her by the seasideAlmost in a tranceAs sunshine shone upon herAnd skipping waves did dance.She called me with a whisperThrough the ocean air,But as I did approach her
I dreamt of clouds in skies of blueWith crimson streaks of light,And all around there was the soundOf laughter and delight.Where worries were a memoryForgotten long ago,
The best thing we can doupon closing our eyesat the end of a long dayis to dreamfor a dreamis a landscape, a playground, of realm of possibility
Who Am I...
I am hopes and dreams
The visions of things
That people wish to see
But may never be
Because everyone wants, but no one tries
And with no effort, all hope dies
Times are tough,
some times things are rough,
don't stress, dream big.
Some people will doubt you,
some will say that you can't ,
Prove them wrong.
Keep dreaming big,
Don't have fear.
Each night
I lay awake
Waiting and waiting
To listen to that little voice.
It’s the voice
Of my heart,
I often dream of dreams
dreams of flying
dreams of dying
dreams where I wake up crying
dreams defying
All the lot dreamed of weddings.
I dreamed of settings
dreamed of regretting
We dream about anything to absolutely everything.
It's time now this new idea of a new millennium, centenium
Coming only every few years or so.
Don't think you're delirious because I'm being serious.
A dark day begins as clouds cover the sky
My heart slowly burns and starts to dry
I thought I had my life planned out
So I could catch my dream
But now I must start over and choose a different string
Do you dare to dream?
Do you dare to dream in this land filled with problems?
Do you dare to dream in a world filled with hatred,
that would instantly swallow anything puff of dreams?
Do you dare to dream?
Twas a dark night.
The sky was a black void
And stars shined freely.
Wind was blowing swiftly as I stood alone.
I was given but one mission,
To get rid of a greatly known villain.
I dream of flying
High in the sky
Spreading my wings
And starting to glide
I will be like a bird
Flapping my wings
Migrating to wherever I feel
I will be free
Darkness circles the area of the box I'm in!
Them, they only see me standing there in glory, open space, with a smile as bright as sin,
A film to me is beauty
This job is my dream and the key to all glory and happiness
To be behind the camera while shooting a scene would make my head unwind
Dreams DreamingWritten by Adam M. SnowDreams dreaming,awake nor asleep.A worldly escape-lies true true lies.
You use to be my Luke Sky-Walker, and now you are my Hans Solo. (Star Wars)
You were tired of monkeying around. (Jungle Book)
My life, is great compared to some others,
There is no logic for me to worry,
I am loved by both father and mother,
Thanks to whom, I never need to hurry.
Yet I live in the world, surrounded by:
I heard you speak now I want to hear you more
I heard you laugh now I want to make you laugh more
I saw your smile now I want to make you smile more
I saw your eyes now I want to gaze at them more
Dive,
Into each word defining your soul,
like a never ending ocean of bliss emotion.
Deep,
Dive deep, into yourself,
like you are the pacific with unknown depths.
Deeper,
This is for the people.
This is for MY people.
This is for the people who see the possibilities, know their capabilities, love their personality, those who have the tendency, the decency to be themselves.
There she was, under the bridge,
beckoning me home again.
Her hair like sunlight,
amidst the darkness of the trees.
Her milk white skin glistening in the mist.
Her eyes were piercing, the temptation was strong.
I am not the only one in the White Room.
Sheer fabric whispers from the windows
Goblet in hand, I drink to the Grecian lady
White dress, raven ringlets frame the face
Of porcelain
A laugh escapes
Pitter patter
pitter patter
The rain falls so softly
As I sit and drink my coffee
Thinking to myself how peaceful that day would be
Sitting there writing poetry
Sinking in my chair
One night, as I slept,
I dreamt a dream of voices.
In my dream,
I saw young choirs,
In the choirs,
I saw young children.
But no matter what,
I heard wonderful singers-
I crawled but then I slipped
I sought to be but bumbled
I walked and then I tripped
I dared and soon was humbled
Have you ever thought about your future?
What it would be like when your fifty
For me it feels like a mess in my head
Sometimes I go to bed thinking about what's coming ahead
I'm homeless
I'm lonely
I'm an alcoholic
Considered a stain upon the society
Nothing to offer,
Except my wastes and the breath exhaled from my lungs
I may not have much of anything by my name.
Close your eyes, my dear.
Let the breeze from the window tickle across your cheeks
and flutter your eyes till you fall asleep.
The day has been long,
you have been strong,
wrestling through the weeds,
There is an oppressor of dreams, but me
I am wild and I am free
I am the bird whose thoughts happen
to be made of stardust and motivation
even though every member of civilization
refuses to believe.
I like to think when two roads diverged in a yellow wood
I took the one less traveled,
but instead, I feel as if I have
forged my way amidst the trees and debris
somewhere between them both.
Its sad how those with all the economic resources are born into the glamorous life of a rich education. They might not want it but yet again, they might. I know I want it but I wasn't born white. I wasn't born into that life.
Woke up in a dream under asphalt treessoaked in the sap of the sweltering citywearing these old rat rags and sneering at the concreteGreyscale mindset stitched into my sleeve
5am.
Irish cream.
Did I really wake up,
or was it just a dream?
Did I really heal?
Did you or did you not help me?
Is this really ending?
When did I get so clingy?
The sun beats down
Hot on her pale neck
As she pauses and brushes away
A single droplet of sweat
Not a cloud to be seen
Nor a breeze to be felt
As she adjusts her sleeves
And tightens her belt
A moment
A sound, a silent message
They remind
of the dreams we had
The dreams now gone
We dreamt of happiness for all
We dreamt of what could not be
We dream of futures for all
Aren’t laws and regulations supposed to be great for our country?
Well, I am a clear example that this is not true
The government thinks that separating a family because of immigration issues is ok
Is anyone on the other side of this silent phone call?
Anticipation stirs even the seventh time I dailed your number.
My hope returns when I hear your voice and drops when I hear the pause in the same word.
Lets play pretend
and everything that happens
we will pretend it never
ever...
happened
Then we will wake up
perferably next to each other
we will wake up
I have a dream,
A dream where young black men won’t be on the streets pushin’.
I have a dream,
A dream where young black women won’t be on the streets pushin’,
A stroller that is.
See she is 20 years old,
I gaze in starry wonder
Galaxies, stars, and dreams
Beautiful hope for days to come
Take hold my dreams
One day I will fly
One day I will soar and visit stars
Remember those days?
I dream constantly and consistently
During long silences and pauses
And right before I fall asleep
The beginning is sweet and pulls me in
My eyelids get heavier
And I am dragged deeper
I have a dream that one day equality will mean just that. Marriage is a right for everyone. I have a dream that one day discrimination will no longer exist.
Sleep
I dream of sleep
Yet when I go to catch some, it always evades me
Sleep
It is what I need
Yet somehow i always end up unable to catch some Z's
Sleep
I went roaming
(Villanelle poem)
I went roaming in their territory,
They can break and bruise me,
I'll never stop fighting
Snickering and doubting me,
I am neither strong nor skilled,
The distant have grown apart
Farther away then my wing can expand
Across my world,
It becoming more and more bipolar,
It fading away
Like a foggy morning
Here angels stand with weighted wings
Caged only but by fear
Not a feather to see sky nor cloud
Here they stand earth bound
Here flies the angel who took a leap
I took a journey,
Through time and space,
Didn’t know what I was looking for,
But amazed by what I found…
I ended up in a familiar place.
To the little girls on bedroom floor,
praying for swollen breasts and long hair.
To the teenage woman,
trading incoccence like baseball cards for
what they believe is acceptance,
Spring:
Morning beauty
As I hear the birds chirp
Flowers blossoming from the ground
Summer:
Sun beaming down on my skin
Kids playing in the beach sand
I splash into the cold water
Because my mother was an immigrant, and young, and single,
I've been written off.
They say I am most likely to drop out of school and become pregnant out of high school
like my mother.
It can be any of them.
Just please give me one.
They don't have to be playing Frozen;
the job doesn't have to be fun.
I want to sweep the floors,
take your tickets, show you your seat,
T eaching is the job for me
E ducating teens with intensity
A ll the while instilling integrity
I can admit that I'm not the same person as I was when I was young
I feel my experiences have raised me
Shaped me, into the person I have become
Through all the talent shows
My dream job is not too popular, but one that completes me.
To feed the poor, clothe the naked, share some water if need be.
It calls me when I see the homeless.
It calls me when I feel hungry.
Bright Lights shining over a long catwalk
Models strut the latest to the latest
For the latest
Fads and trends and worldwide blends
I am alive
I am living this nightmare
I am drowning in your eyes
They're staring cold back at me
I am scared
Of what your mind holds for me
I am asleep
I am tossing and turning
Looking out at the crowd,
Realizing this life is yours.
Living and breathing what you love
It's what you worked for
all the dedication and time
But now is your time to shine
One can look at the stars
One might see just pin points of light in the inky black sky
One might see those points connected together in pictures and stories
I always wish I would one day wake up
Wishing the last 10 years was a dream
Wishing this pain away
All the tears and scars gone
All my pain and sorrow
My heart was real again and not just a black hole
To shine, save lives, conquer, and fly
Those were our dreams before trying to survive
Now it’s money, wealth, and superiority for what we’re forced to strive
But God bless the soul who wants otherwise
High in the sky
Yet so close to the earth
Airplanes fascinate yet discriminate gravity
I want to soar, free like birds from birth
Instead I am trapped by the lack of knowledge to fly
To Be a Animator-I have to focus on the body to the movtion of the wind from the sky to birds to a woman like me.
I dream of having a voice
traveling the world to see the ways of people in other countries live
to write about what I come across and the observations I have made
The Dream
Starts with college and hard work
Thats the opurtunity to make millions
My paths not cut in clear yet but I know I'm on my way
Because greatness is a mind set and that's all you
There is only one job for me
And that is to be whoever I want to be
It shouldn't be all about money
it shouldn't be a constant feeling of "love me"
doing the right thing should be the motivation
I dream of becoming a nurse,
Coming to aid those of sicknesses hoping to not get worse
Care for individuals and families,
Has a person ever seen such darkness?
What makes this real?
Tender kisses and blind movements,
All just to feel.
Eighteen years have come
And soon they will be gone
For what I have dreamed of
Is no reality
Raised in the West
With the ideals of the East
Standing out as an individual
I’m Tired
Tired of being told I can’t do something
Tired of being told I’m too slow
Tired of being told I’m too small
Tired of being told I’m to week
I’m Tired
Pleasure.
But only for a few hours, until the high is over.
Tension rises till the climax is reached. And when it hits it's done.
Run away from your problems
but where can you go?
Run away from your nightmares
but you keep drifting off into a distant sleep
you want to wake up
be told your whole life is a dream
So far, no longer
With technology and mind stronger
Galileo could never dream
that in reach was the moon's seam.
With my own hands
and Armstrong's stands
the Moon--light years away
To save a life, is my dream. To save a life, is my one job; focus and hard work is what i do to get the job done, The saver of people is my title.
tap tap, tap tap,
singing to the beat now
rap rap, rap rap
creating strong words to flow with the sound.
tap tap, tap tap
constant mini shows
rap rap, rap rap
"I'm not really here
And soon you won't be either.
It happens to all of us,
So get ready!
You're not beautiful,
You're just strong.
What are you even doing with your life?
Moving forward or
One of Two, Brilliant Miracles
Walk among lands of gold
Live life bold in new and old
Love and see a world with splendor
The rap game is constantly changing
Unfortunately, not for the better
Instead of making songs about positivity, morals, and goals
They're rapping about sex, cars, and clothes
There's something to be said about self-expression
About everyone knowing who you are
Without you having to tell them
In a world where you are one
Of 7 billion people
It's easy to feel lost.
Rocking with the beat of a thousand breaths
My eyes following the language of symbols
Synchronized with a hundred other masters
My fingers moving quick and nimble
The dream is always changing,
yet it stays the same.
To be a prima ballerina,
to be a surgeon,
a singer,
a broadway star.
To be a proffessional hurdler.
To be an astronuat.
Oh my goodness this gun weighs a ton
Too much weight gave me a strain;
I wonder why I have this gun
At last, we have the enemy on the run
One breathe
One shiver down my aching spine
One heart that yearns so deeply for a dream so far out of my reach
I once had a dream
about the perfect life;
Where people don't sin
and always forgive;
Sharing was tolerant
and kindness was shown;
That place is paradise
somewhere unknown;
I dont have a dream, i have a reality
i wont let it be taken away from me
because you found some fucking technicality
My grades arent perfect, this i'll will admit
but ill work my ass off to make the puzzle fit
To help out children, to watch them thrive;
A social worker, helping kids come alive.
My job for those neglected and abused,
For the little ones who have been misused.
Social Work and Psychology and a degree,
Take a breath,
just a breath,
lay back and start to dream.
Let it carry you away,
far away,
to a land of possiblility.
Take a breath,
just a breath,
lay back and live the dream,
I had the attitude of the Mariner,
the golden hair of the Human Torch,
and my abs were covered by Indiana Jones' shirt.
I was the opposite of a cur.
I was dreaming.
As humans. We can get things ourselves.
We have thumbs
I aspire to be a veteranarian.
I can accomplish this goal on my own
...But what about those who are helpless
Like newborn babies
Exhausted
Working forty hour weeks
At a job you don’t belong
Nobody appreciative of your efforts
Over and over we're told,
"Pick something you'll enjoy"
"You're gonna be stuck with it"
"What is important to you?"
But, where are the people asking how they can help us get there?
I want to be that person.
My future
In my mind, my future is filled with success
In my mind, my future is not filled with disappointment
But, that is simply impossible
The future is unpredictable
Beyond a dream
on a stage
it isn't about me
it isn't about fans, fame, fortune or other words thrown around by those who have too much and give nothing
Lay down your little head
And go to sleep
Pretend that life is a dream
And your dreams are life
That when you lay your head
And say good night
Your traveling to
I only want one job in this life,
It's the only goal I have set with my mind.
To help others in hard times,
To save a sad man's wife.
I have to be a doctor, with all of my heart.
I close my eyes and what do I see?
I see myself just looking at me
I am full of regret and sadness too
on what could have been, had I not listened to you
Helping others have always been a part of me.To see them smile, to see who they end up to be.Before, they look down as if they felt shamed.They don't understand that I am not there to blame.
I wish you called me baby like her.
But as soon as your lips curved,
The barely audible sound waves pierced the air,
I wish you hadn’t.
It’s just not the same and every time you do
I’m the girl who is always lost in her thoughts
The girl who created entire civilizations in her head
日本語で
小説を書く
したかった
Nihongo de
Shousetsu wo kaku
Shitakatta
I wanted to write a novel in Japanese.
今までも
What is your job?
Is it something you dread?
Fear? Hate?
It shouldn't be.
What should your job be?
Your job should be something you enjoy
Love. Anticipate.
Parents... can give me life,
Teachers... will teach me curriculum,
College Professors... will teach me knowledge,
Medical School Professors... will provide me a mental tool,
From the day you were born,
you've been feeling vile scorn,
for the future they say is so bright.
The school that you stay in,
The church that you pray in,
Just trying to snuff out the light.
What is in my way?
In the way of my dream?
Incorrect phrasing.
Who is in my way?
Is it the society that surrounds me?
No.
Is it my dad who wants me to be a money-maker?
No.
sometimes
i dream
of you
tendrils creeping
wrapping
around my heart
choking out its last few beats
(( thump thump --- ))
Patient #: Mr./Mrs. Wants-To-Recover
ID #: 02012544...No longer wishes to suffer
Diagnosis: Part of me torn asunder due to one silly little blunder
Physical Therapist: Nathan D. Optimist
i am but a dream to you
And in this I am shattered
Something you can manipulate
Into pieces until i am tattered.
We have forces, you and i
separating dark from light
though i stand with open arms
My one goal in life is to be a writer
someone nice and peaceful, not a fitgher.
I don't care if I have to write in a cellar
just as long as one day, I'm a best seller.
People don't even have to know my name,
I walk in.
Adrenaline, excitement, panic, and love crash into me all at once.
I look up.
Hundreds of lights, thousands of colors, and endless possibilities hang above me.
I look out.
Imagine a world
Where you serve daily
Give daily
Put everyone else before you, daily
Imagine a world.
Imagine a world
WIth daily smiles
Daily laughters
A dentist I want to be.
A dream that I want to meet.
Hard journey it is.
But is all for me.
Is only one job.
It going to be known.
Ill do my best.
To be up there.
I want to suceed.
Once, I wanted to be in a rock band,
Jammin’ on the piano.
In my made-up band, “The Treelimbs”
For a while, that dream stood,
And I was encouraged to dream,
But that’s not what I want to do.
I have dreamed of the world, trying to impact and leave my mark. First I was sure I wanted to be a Psychologist, then a Marine, then a Historian, then a narc. To help everyone, my pride unfurled. To instill some semblance of Law and Order.
I had a dream in the past before,
a woman so perfect who made my heart roar,
her voice echoed through each waking moment,
I would feel her touch when my body jolted.
Dream marvelously entered in an oven,
I kept it moist.
Dream, dream, dream,
A delicious dream,
Vivid cake full of fresh berries and fluffy cream.
Dream, dream, dream,
A sparkling dream,
I dream of flying
not in the sky,
but in the way
that a dream
soaring far above our heads
can lift our feet
into the air.
I dream of meaning
something.
Not to myself
As I sit here and contemplate,I would want to do something I'm passionate about,Such as skate.To be a professional has been my life long dreamSeeing kids riding my pro boards, repping my team.
Some have dreams, others have visions.
It's all about setting up your goals with percision.
Born, one day, sitting in an old classroom the next.
But, you know, you won't be like the rest.
We live in a world
Where we can't live without jewels,
We were trained
To be overworked money churning machines,
And to let our dreams be held down by pins.
Wall Street was the aim
Hard Work
Drive through flames
Face the endless nights
Burn doubt and all else
Arise higher than the sun
I can romanticize anything
Books, jobs, boys
Toys!
This list is endless.
I am a clear romantic at heart
I can spin a tale and have that tale
Be invigorating, special, fun, exciting
There are two worlds in the World that God created.
One is that people that can hear and hurt
and the other is people that can't hear
My Number one dream Job would be to connect these to world.
I believe in my dreams
I believe in these streams
My dream is to create things
Some things may create beings
I wish to write stories
Maybe some over the glories
I hope to make true games
My feet take me wherever I go, my feet take me far.
I have Deep Deep pains, large bruises, and scars.
So wherever I go, I know my feet will take me,
Job of dreams, smiles and glee.
I have dreams, A nd they all start with "me", The kind of dreams that are bright and colorful and b
My sister and I have never been close. When she was in high school, and I was in middle school, we barely talked at all, except at the dinner table or a not-so-occasional quarrel. When she left for college, I could not have been more relieved.
as i picked up my dad's guitar
i thought
"yeah, i got this"
and i wowed the audience with a flawless rendition of puff the magic dragon
drawing my influences from the 1973 gibson itself
Ive always had such a passion for little kids
seeing them running around and laughing.
The joy of them has always put a smile on my face
their smiles make me feel a warm fuzzy feeling.
Dreams are a place where the mind visions everything
Some are nightmares
Other sweet dreams
Welcome to my Nightmare
She broke another bowl today.
It was the second one this week.
One job?
Honestly?
I want to be a published writer.
Nothing ambiguous, just a poet.
Of course, I want to be a hero,
A dreamer,
A strong spirit,
The reel is inserted
Lights are blinding
The Sound is speed
Cameras begin to roll
All my life I dreamed of exploring the ocean.
Seeing the different marine life,
Feeling what it's like to be surrounded by emptiness.
I also love to work on automobiles,
A rush of iced ocean beneath my feet,
Whirr of the helicopter in time with my heart beat.
Clad in orange, and goggles too,
I count the day's sitting in the weary cold so beaten down
I shall not grow bold less
the morning light washes me
clean, then my purer heart might be seen, tip toe my dreams
The sickled sling which cast doubts beckons from the blackened light.
An inevitable dream that awakens me abruptly, haunts my ever waking moment.
I saw you pass by my open window
and your scent of flowers came rushing in
I watched as you crossed the stone path laid before you
Like a queen following the royal carpet laid before her
The touch of a Crush
- so enamored
& amorous still
Certainly real w/ authenticity
& setting so seductive
That I would be
Washed between two passions
Two loves
I fall asleep
Images form
I'm panting
I'm running
In a dark alley leading to a maze
In a lean swaying building
I hear my name
Shouted
Numerous times
A variety of voices
Don't ever give up.
Where would we be if Abraham Lincoln didn't end slavery, fixing humanity as if it's a broken cup?
Is it
to fall
in a chasm
An abyss
of despair,
To view the
horrifying
images of
eternity?
To wake up
From a coma
And feel the urgency
Whether you want to be a famous basketball star
or a congressman, don't let others say you can't
It is your life-your dream, not theirs
Don't let them make you do something you don't want
Nothing happens unless first we dream.
And indeed I did.
I dreamt,
I hoped,
I wished upon a star,
And I prayed.
I called out for mercy
And begged on my knees,
Crying for some sanity to emerge.
Walking into my classroom
Sitting on a stool
Eating ice cream.
Washing dishes
Having a snow fight
Throwing water balloons.
Doing a car wash
Dancing in the rain
Taking a shower.
In the night, she woke in various states of detachment.
Real was not real; what is real? Reality?
Such a permanent thing, to be thought of as only living
In the day, but why?
I stand at the window looking at the rain run down like my pain I close my eyes then feel feeling the blood I shed I lay slowly to the floor my body starts to shake I can feel the hole in my shirt from the gun you blow once I start to see the lig
The dream to be more is a road unsure
Desperate for change, it starts in me
Dust off those words, those thoughts that torture
The Light reaches out to set me free
Take the stand and make it pure
Dream of a world in which the seas do not shove,And in which the tide never declines offers,And where the clouds are more reliable.Dream of where the grass can be whatever color you please,
To love and to be loved are two different things; especially to a girl.
In order for a girl to love, she needs to be loved.
On the other hand, in order for a man to love,
Stop searching,Let it go,There are times to use your eyes,for now, let it flow.Be the being of brokenhearted brutality,if that’s who you are.
Hiding behind closed doors of broken dreams and promises never lasting
Stuck behind the mirror of reflection
Reminiscing on what ifs and what could have beens
Why can't I leave
My head..
You know that feeling you get in your stomach when you see the guy of your dreams pass by. But then you realize that he will never be yours, he just a beautiful dream that you need to wake up from but you just don't want to.
I Praise with my hands folded
And my knees bended.
I’ll Praise standing and seated,
Wherever I might be.
Praising with a trail in front of me
I come from a beautiful land that has a rich culture, delicious food, and extreme heat! I was born and raised in Nigeria and this will forever be my world.
This poem does contain footnotes on the bottom that may be used for clarification since there are many obscure references.
I yearn to learn what I do not live, knowing it will never all be known.
I flee to see what I have not, knowing it will never all be seen.
I keel to feel what experience brings; knowing it will never all be felt.
I only see you in my dreams though I look for you always when I'm walking down the street and in every crowd I look out hoping to see your face (dreading actually seeing you,
Don't give up, on your dreams.
Hold your breath, count to 3.
Close your eyes, sound asleep.
Watch you go, on your run.
Don't let anyone.
Don't let anyone tell you.
In honor of MLK day, I wrote this poem. He had a dream for us, and now it is our turn to make his dream a reality. R.I.P. to MLK and his queen, Coretta...this poem is for you...
Look Up
And see the
big
red
building
spreading out in front of you
like a horizon
begging you
to reach out
and touch it.
Home.
And you stand
Pencil to paper,
Lead into words.
Words into mind,
Mind into birds.
These birds take off
and fling into dreams;
Dreams that inspire,
Strewn into steam;
The steam of my efforts.
Of all the billions of people
He chose me
He made me love him
He made me trust him
He made me believe I could get better
He listened, he did not judge me
He fixed me
I keep myself in
a notebook under my bed.
I think in
song.
I dream in
poems.
I believe in incohesive pictures
flashing a mile per minute.
Like speeding cars on a highway,
Raw emotion pours from my soul.
Like a winding road, it cannot be defined by a straight line.
It turns, then rises.
Veers, then dips.
As one of those who comes and goes,and tries to keep her smile,she sees the world for what it iswith optimistic eyes.Art keeps her worried mind at ease
They see youBut theydontseeYOUYou smile and laugh unawareYour eyes, your smile, your faceThats all they need to seeSome stare.Others ignore.But nobody knowsWhat you feel
Dream, dream, dream, I wanna be a dreamer
Keep, keep, keep on stitchin up the seams so
I wanna say goodbye, I never got the chance
Dream, dream, dream, I wanna be a dreamer
Keep, keep, keep on stitchin up the seams so
I wanna say goodbye, I never got the chance
In my dream, you walked beside me
Along soft breeze and rolling sea
At sunrise, waves of sand churned free
Filling my heart with bliss and glee
I keep having dreams about you
because in my dreams you would answer me
every night, without fail
I keep having dreams about you
because you'd reply
Black atmosphere, purple park on fire
my flesh desired
Black spiked hair with a bruised face
stepping, grass crunching, heart race
“Lucky”
One day at school
hands shot up
across the room,
for show and tell.
Lailah went to Disney world.
She had her mouse ear cap on
and pictures glued to a piece
Looking up into the sky
into the endless blue
seeing all the clouds passing by
the green balloon bright and new
The little girl was shining with glee
this was pur happiness
As I lie in bed,
With a pillow under my head;
Being me,
No one can see,
So what can I be?
Making decision,
Is like making crucial incisions;
I wish I would of known this before,
to save myself from your door.
But we all have lessons to learn,
even if we get a minor burn.
Like Martin Luther King,
I gave you my rights and everything.
Use your creativity Make your dreams become reality As I go throughout my journey I will learn new things My insight will become clearer Dreams are and can be intellectual But anybody can dream Like Martin
A dream is not something to take lightly
A dream is not something to parade around
A dream is something to hold close to your heart for fear someone may steal it
A dream is something your heart knows you need
I've become so numb
Nothing left to feel
Who am I?
Sleepless nights & nightmares at day
What have I become?
Life has morphed into a dizzy dream
Tossing and turning to get through
Born somewhere
Don't know how to spell the fucking place
Grew up in Texas
Figured my life would be here
Case made
Nothing but America in my trace
No! No! No! Can't go to college 'cause you a fake
So many choices. Are there?
Can we live just anywhere?
Or must we share the hidden fear
Of those who made us travel here?
Won't you stay the night?
To call me your "short-haired beauty" again.
To stay up all night with me and talk.
To tell me things of your past, present, and future.
To hug me, maybe kiss me.
Young minds, Greater minds
Sometimes a little hard to find
Steadfast and they infuse
Thoughts full of voice and and full of virtue
Young Dreamers, Eyes open
Always awake to this world, Never miss a moment
I am body and my body is bone
And in this body, my mind makes its home
Ask me, tell me, teach me, it rushes
I went to a place,
A far, far away land.
A land, filled with wonders.
No, not Narnia.
That one's next.
No, I went to a better place.
A land with a captain and a hook,
A crocodile and a clock,
Why do you say I can’t go to a college?
So because I was not born in this country?
This is unfair! what about all my knowledge?
I ran.
As fast as I could.
To try to get away from him.
From the hurt.
But he always found me.
I screamed.
I ran the other way.
But I found myself in the end back in his house.
I dream,
One day you would want me.
One day you would notice me.
One day you would forget work.
One day you would write me.
One day you would study me.
One day you would intice me,
Belladonna
A beauty that illuminates such carnation hue
You defiled me with your sinful pleasure
A kiss is just a kiss
Until you find the one you love,
A hug is just a hug
Until you find the one you're always thinking of.
A dream is just a dream
Until it comes true,
Love was just a word
A dream.
Something I came up with.
It came from my imagination.
A fantasy.
Can it be real?
Something I can touch.
It came from the earth.
A reality.
A lie.
Playing Paul VI. Camden Catholic's biggest rival. Down 52-50 with 20 seconds remaining. Cole steps onto the court playing in his first playoff game. He rubs his hands along the back of his shoes to remove the dust and quickly squeaks his shoes.
Drowning in flowers,
Swimming in weeds
I dive deep into an endless abyss of imagination,
creation and all that is my inspiration.
I don't know where I am going
But I know it will be greem.
Insanity is near,I can feel it with every tear.
I'm waiting for the time to be just right,
For the come of the rabbit that is snow white.
Slaying privateers with my blunderbuss,
The queen's lap dogs surrendering without a fuss,--
Remember this for the test: PV=nRT--
I took their ship, not caring if I was brusk.
I can't seem to shake her.
It's so cold here, is this what it's like,
to know I'm done and through, imminent end in sight?
~
I can't see, feeling this tingle in my fingertips,
Is this what it's like, to lose my grip?
~
I'm finally here
Right where I want to be
It seems as if it has taken forever
For me to see so clear
But here I am
A college student
Making her way through classrooms and side walks
Oh the time of time
in a timeless time
where not a care
lingers 'round
we leave ourselves
and become
someone else
and imagination
goes unbound
Imagination, set me free
Take me far from here
Set me high up in a tree
Give me the chance to disappear
I’m going to swim across the sea
I wanna fly high off the ground
I see nothing
Nothing but her
I just stare
And she’s beautiful
Her soft eyes stare cautiously
And her hair falls
It’s always falling
Soft skin
Pure- not a flaw
The history of our ancestors have been painted on the walls of the earth/
Painted by war, painted by death, but hopefully these paintbrush strokes by God’s right hand may color life onto our canvass/
LIFE, SUCH A STRONG WORD THAT GET'S TOSSED LIKE PAPER BALLS IN THE TRASH DURING CLASS. LOVE, A FOUR LETTER WORD THAT IS USED FOR MANY PURPOSES BOTH GOOD AND BAD BUT YET HEALS AND HURTS MANY SOULS.
This life is such a chore
All I ever wanted was to be more
More than just another one
Who goes through life and then is done
I wanted to be the one that fights
To hold up what is true and right
Let's go to a dream world,
let's lay in the imaginary grasslands.
Lay your hair amongst the wildflowers,
and look above at the many hands,
our hands, and hands of centuries,
reaching towards the sky,
Reality is distant as a dream/Images become harder to procure/Shattering reailty at the seams./When the old ones continue to endure,/Seeing the shadow of a missed smile,/Wishful thinking wasted on times long gone,/Easily lost like sun on a dial/Li
Living this life teaches more than the books.
Loving to lust, that gets us hooked.
Liking the guy, wanting his touch,
your parents find out and think you’re doing too much.
They instill fear just to achieve power.
Wanting to fulfill a dream is more than just dreaming.
You got to act, innovate and create.
Things just don't come when you lay in your bed,
They come when that knowledge is being used in your head.
A warming smile, an enchanting laugh. A crumbling sensation within the realms of my soul. He was the stars that lit up my body, yet the un-denying darkness that consumed my heart.
You like me,
I like you.
We got together,
And I'm happy 'cause it's true.
You see me,
And I see you.
Both of us smile
'Cause it's what we always do.
When I kiss you,
Each day prepares us
For that furture we strive for
The blood, sweat and tears
Proof of all our endeavours
Waiting for the day
when our passion and career are finally one
Can you withstand the
Barrage of false hopes, crumbling
Promises, and dying dreams
Pressed upon you each day
Teachers yell and scream
students trying the chase their dreams
noone by their side
kids asking why
Teachers don't undestand why
no work is getting done
all you hear is blame
I fell in love when I first saw you,
Though now you are a hazy shape.
I fell in love when I first spoke to you,
Even as you faded away.
Though we are worlds apart,
And we may never meet.
In the darkness of the room
I hear your still, cold breaths
I hold a candle light infront of my broken body
I uncover the mask you hide behind
Discovering something wild
You are standing there
What are dreams?
Childish fantasies come alight?
the fabric of imagination - a seam?
Are they tears of the moon?
the effects of a fever?
hallucinations that have bloomed?
To dream
is to know
to believe
to hope.
To dream
is to imagine
to wonder
of lands beyond
your own.
To dream
is to love
with unfailing bound.
you caught me upon a fallen starand wished me away to thedesert Mars.
A dead plain with foreign menof simple things in a nightmare,
awaken me to humanity.
Soft skin grazes, touches,
kisses the curves
so gently it almost misses
but my electric skin knows,
feels yours. Shocks of
the-best-thing-ever
course through my body,
I cannot walk down the street
Or I can
I just choose not to,
Because why would you
Walk in a place where your skin is your identity
And your rights are engraved in your pigment
I arrived out of the dark night
Runnin', runnin'
Runnin' for my life,
I saw left
I saw right
I forgot what was right
Then I decided to go left
Going left was going deaf
Most of you think that we dont belong to a world like yours.
That we should go back, and never come back.
Most of you think that we dont have the right to be free, to work and to talk, like you do.
Sometimes I wake up by the door & catch me waiting for you,
even when I know you won't be there.
It's this hope that I hold, that one day you will be standing at my door.
I slowly walk home day after day—
taking in the sounds of strangers.
Men and women—that spend their lives
in a constant hurry, a constant mess, a constant disarray.
Living for the American Dream,
Destroyed from the inside out,A tragedy sinners do not mourn.No pity for a star.
Here bright and burning,Here dark and cold,Alive as a star,Dead as a star.
Will that be far enough for you?
If I go to Greece and am INSPIRED
Will that inspire you?
If I find my DREAM in France
Will that convince you?
If I LIVE my dream in China
I looked in the mirror
and saw a little girl,
who could it be?
could it be me?
And that little girl had dreams and hopes
but those dreams turn into a fantasy
And those hope started to fade away;
You missed it,
everything looks wrong,
that there doesn't fit,
the moments gone.
The angles off,
the flash is too bright,
Have you ever seen eyes that speak sermons.Respirations that birth holy spirits.With those kind of eyelids that are like curtains,Blocking out sunlight that flowers cherish.
I have no room to judge
Living on the street, they never seem to budge
Living off a dollar or a penny
Everyone's afraid to give
Thinking that people gone spend it on henny
But that's how they learned to live
If I could
but for one moment
keep at bay
the pain, the suffering, the sorrow
If I could
but for one moment
Still the tempest
Bring back the blush
of life
into the cold pale faces
Imagination is a place, completely up to you,
You can live in a tall brick house, or sleep in an old shoe.
You can make an entire world, or maybe just a street,
Your panting, screaming, something’s coming, but you cannot tell what,
You run into a new room, and make sure the door is shut.
You think of what could be chasing, hidden from afar,
Remember the time when nothing went wrong ?
You went through the day like a endless song ?
Now you're confused and you can't find your way
Why does it always have to result in this ?
In the winter, cold and bleak,
I sat upon my window seat. Looking out into the world,
I saw a bird perched in the snow. No doubt this bird was wishing for a drop of gold,
Rewind back to a time...
Back to a time when things
Were slow and serene.
Back to a time when
I had a dream
Was more than a tweet...
It meant something.
Make no mistake-
Dream Big
Dream Small
Dream through it all
Through the easy and the rough,
Even if it becomes very tough
Doesn't matter what your dream is.
Dream on, Dream on.
Mr. King had a Dream
everday I wonder what i'll do next
if i will take another step closer to my dreams
in a world full of uncertanty I must keep dreaming
that one day my dream will come true
Liberation is like a ringing in your ear.
Silence is like the golden sun.
My friendship lasts like tree trunks.
My pain is exhausted wildfire.
Understanding is my unlocking key,
and compassion is my locket.
I was cold and feared nothing.
I wait for death because I feel nothing.
Thought I hated everything and love nothing.
She cracked into my heart of stone now I feel something.
I can see, but I am blind.
I can hear, though I am deaf.
I can speak, yet I am mute.
I find myself wandering, like a spirit,
Walking the same path over.
I cannot tell if a dream has taken me
A broken heart is like a broken dreamA wold left cold as stoneA place of darkness never to be seenI see you walk away as tears fill my eyesThis is a world where love can never survive
I can feel it, you know.
the names and the lies
-she's nothing- they say
-fat, ugly, stupid and dry-
but they whisper it you see
so I guess that makes better
especially when they're nice to my face
I knew where I was headed,
Lost in thought, nose in a book:
Dragons, fairies, elves and sugar plum days.
Every thought, every move.
What sly, sneaky dogs gentleman can be,disguising themselves to others to have a sort of innocent fluency.
But what man can truly stand with his girl and not look at another,or struggle not to?
Ode to the man with two jobs
In public he smiles, but alone he sobs
Working hard for nothing
Only seeking for a little something
His wife works too
But this is nothing new
Always worrying about rent
How can you have hate
For the color of my skin
I've done nothing wrong
Is me living life a sin
I'm a person, a human
Like each and every one of you
I've done nothing to harm
I think I saw a robbery today.A man just fiddling with the door.He looked at me watching,I know he saw.
He looked me in the eyesI just stood there frozenI knew what he was thinking.I was going to die.
Pitter Patter on the floor
Tiny hands examine the cracked and worn door
Tiny hands grab hold of my flustered heart and input fragmented memories
A burst of light in the dark
Explode out of my soul and into my lungs
There was a little butterfly,
and someone told it not to fly.
So now that little butterfly,
is too afraid to fly.
Someone came along,
and clipped its wings.
With words,
This morning I woke
To a dusting of snow
That God did sprinkle
On us mortals below
The driveway did sparkle
The frost did gleam
While I, disgruntled
Returned to my dream
I'm just speaking because I have a voice
Writing because its my choice
Drawing to tell these illusions, hoping somebody can cure my confusion
I can't tell where I'm going things change every second
He appeared from thin air,
And whisked her off her feet.
She had only seen him in her dreams,
Hoping one day that they'd meet.
sorrow and pain
tears of pity
who shall regurgitate the best sob story next
set me free i beg
set me free
It is an escape from reality,
reality that is at times hard to bear,
when nothing feels right,
and my heart aches to fit in,
but yearns for privacy,
that is when I sneak,
Why is it that when time flies by, dreams start to fade?
Bright butterflies in the sky shrivel up and die,
No longer is there light.
Optimism turns to pessimism,
One’s Light is barely there.
kicking dust as i move ahead, instead
of getting down and dirty. i could, but
i’m more of an insider as you can see
these sounds; the synergy
of cooperation and contemplation
Walking through the streets,
hear the past of faded other.
Listen to their words,
as they try,
but never guide you.
I remember when the fireflies danced in the night
When hearts grew warmer,
as coldness sprouted to life.
When a single sign of affection
brewed a storm inside of me
and I pursued the glimpse of happiness.
Many dream of popularity, riches, and wealth,
but what they overlook is the guidance to the right of your shelf.
Act like this, act like that, and be who you see,
but life isn't all about being who you percieve.
For my first offspring im prepared to raise a prince
So he dnt make the same mistakes I made ima give him hints
Tell him you can achieve anything you want
but remember that everything isn't for everyone
She wanted it more than anything.Nothing could slow her down.Slight mistakes wouldn’t even sting.And in the end she’d be wearing the crown.
All my life, it's been a journey. A constant struggle up hill, against the constant tide that only seems to bring me further from shore.
I trying hard to live in this life
but this life is living in me
i dont know what more i can take
or who i can be
Society is a sin
Voilating Gods will which we cannot
We were holding handsYou were looking at meThe way boys always doWhen they want something moreI got up and walked awayI just wanted spaceWe were on a couch in a clothing store
Gold and red-checkered lips.
Pink and purple plumage in pin-curled hair.
Corsets colliding with chosen partners.
Flickers of light from silver sequins scattering the ballroom.
There once was a river that flowed downstream,
It wished and it washed itself into a dream,
It wanted to make itself into a clean,
Huge flying aircraft machine,
It was impossible to say the least,
Ten to keep me smiling
ten to keep me strong
all my little sheep
could never do me wrong
each one is a gift
each a divine creation
they are all themselves
and all of them, my salvation
Exhaustion plays its tricks on meWhen the night has met its closeWith each tick my clock laughs at meTaunting all my woes Late hours bring deep thoughtsOf how useless it all seems
I have caught myself, talking to my mind again. It’s alright, nothing to worry about. I like it that way. Being in a place where you are me and I is you. We are all the same. We are all myself. Now the thoughts are creeping in.. Because lately you
She was born weak and fragile
Son tiny and full of joy
Ode to her starving soul
As she aged, became confused and mentally abused
Always called ugly, stupid , dumb, and even worthless
shes tough, she plays hard to get, she makes you smile like you were five again. laugh like a kid and makes you feel like theres nothing in the world but you and her. she is like the angel frim the sky but she is buetiful and amazing.
I slip into a dream
Every time I wake up
Of happiness, sadness,
Love, and lust.
I look at the map,
Take a glance at the sun,
And follow the path.
To God's glory I run.
Sweet sapphire eyes
Where have you been?Where have you gone?I sing sad melodiesof how i was wrongand i can't even dreamwithout you in my armsso its best to believewe just dont belong
The daedal dreamer danced around divas
Dallying with dangerous daredevils
Yet at dawn her daringness drove out depressingly
Its a dead end, she decays over the defeat
Deeply dependent on her dear Danny
From time to time I've scribbled rhymes, and written on a wide-ruled page. Praying for inspiration to crash and fall like tidal waves.
High School is almost over.
And recently I have been getting asked the big question,
What do I want to be when I grow up?
I smile and answer, "I don't know yet"
Even when everybody else falls,
I'll still be standing.
Even when the sun sets,
I'll still be shining,
Like the stars above
Or the glistening in the sea,
I'll shine bright
Life is for dreamers
And I’m a huge believer
Always taking the chance
To make my dreams come true
Going through struggles as I’m on my way
And never looking back because I’m here to stay
Frozenhours passed.How did I end up here? A place I've never been, never knewnear the darker side,I'm terrified.Frozen.
I dread stealthy darkness, sneaky darkness
Smothering silence is what you got with darkness
Loneliness lurking through evening till morning
Nightmares roaring, insomnia tossing turning
Fairytales
I never used to believe in fairytales
I’m not like Cinderella when the clock strikes 12.
Won’t prick my finger and fall asleep
Or become a prisoner and love a beast.
But I met you
I remember the things i would do just to get high.
A trade here, a borrow here, an i owe you one to its for something important.
Just to get high.
Meeting strangers, sex for drugs, drugs for sex.
Just to get high.
Who are you? Who am I?
Am I your child or am I your toy?
Am I a reflection of who you are
or who you wanted to be?
Am I someone you can feed your dirty lies to?
Someone to hide all your secrets.
This is your love insurance plan, from a man feeling this grand in your comppasion, here I stand in the
sand, as your ocean waves, amaze, got me in a daze as I gaze into your Haze, brown crystal balls of
It starts of as a dream but to everyone your just making a scene.
You see the bright lights in the big city, even though your at the park in the dark.
The first time you step on the field your just another kid.
This is a different kind of love song
Eli’s comin, hide your heart girl
No one knows what it’s like, to be hated, like I do
I twist and turn in my sleep,
Facing yet another nightmare
Once again I was slipping into the darkness
And once again your sweet angelic voice brings me back
You float gracefully towards my writhing body
A young girl wandering along the sand,
Letting the breeze take her where it wants.
Excited yet nervous for what is ahead, but feeling like a
Xylophone, being pounded by the world.
And yet she does not give up,
I can see it
Far away in the
Distance it waits
And so I run
Run toward what sits
So far away
I don’t stop
Don’t slow down
I keep pushing
Faster and faster
The first day I saw you
I thought it was meant to be
But it had to be you
Who would turn me into what I didn't want to be
I had dreamt about you
Man it took me a while to realize
Seafarers speak of a mother,
yet do they mean the woman who bore them
or the blessed virgin whose child granted them salvation?
No, not they.
The one of whom they speak, they sing,
is angry, is cruel,
feelings go unrequited because you have high standards, havent found anyone quite like it. now your fate decided, you're striving to find someone thats trying, to understand you like they're psychic. they come around, but you never buy it.
Rings of love around our fingures
We promised to death do us part
To love forever and ever.
Trouble and hardship will not tear us apart
We will love eachother with all our hears.
I am sitting in a chair, thinking of your words, knowing that it wasn't going to be, so this time I know that I would be lonely. I walk into the room and the time passes by, I soon begin to forget...
The TV told me I was inadequate,
So I am.
My phone told me to share my thoughts,
So I did.
My computer told me to stay inside,
So here I sit.
My music told me that rebelling was fun,
So I tried.
Why can’t we go back to the bouncy house?
When we were young and it didn’t matter that we were boys and girls,
before cooties and sweaty palms.
Dreams may seem impossible to others
but threw the eyes of the dreamer
they're no more but a series of challenges
leading to our own hearts desires
We were raised to believe that we can be anything
Poetry is the soul, written in ink
You might as well ask me
Why do I breath, why do I think?
These words set my thoughts free
They are a state of mind, unleashed
His eyes
as I said goodbye
hurt worse than the pain of being with him.
In them I saw an accusation
In them I saw a potent hurt
I remembered an unexpected, breathless kiss
Come with me, my love, through the fire and flamesThe thickets and thistlesThe fences and wallsI ride with you
I miss you my darlingThe way sun misses morningI miss you my love the way the tide craves the moonYou showed me a smile means more than a taleYou showed me the world has more than I seeThis was destined
I live my life so I can strive
to make a difference with an inference of the pursuit of happiness
in the american dream which gleams
brightly in the distance.
you're almost there you can almost taste it
Drifting through the endless winds
Life seems nothing but empty words
I had hope to find something to keep me grounded to this reality
But it seems all that I found were more reasons to leave
(poems go her
My Dream
In high school I never knew what I wanted to be,
I ran around doing whatever, thinking I was free.
I’m not an exceptionTo the ruleYet, I try so hardI’m like one grain in the sandA particle in the skyI’m nothing but a spectacleYet, I try so hard
How
How can you pull the trigger,
take a life,
and walk away?
Knowing this person
made away,
save generations.
African American male.
Strong built.
Did it see me,
I could not tell,
those demon's eyes,
were a tranfixed spell,
it tore the fabric of reality,
and pressed its weight upon my chest,
this was to be my final rest,
Your eyes are temptation, your presence is bliss, the stars are our muse as we walk, talk, and stare...
Me at the most fare, you at a glare, as we walk & make new memories.
(poems go here)
I write to inform you as the world comforms you
they flaunt the flashy cars and diamond rings
but they dont tell you what they do to get these things
used to sell the American Dream
I'm sad.
But I shouldn't be-
My life is
great.
But
I worry a lot-
about health,
money,
school,
and life.
Do I have goals?
Maybe.
Or I may just exist
Hush this innocent sleeping voice,
as mother rocks u to the sweet and calming timber of her song.
A teddy bear sleeping in a corner will dance the light in the room,
give u a plump little kiss.
Why am I crying...
Why would I shed a tear with no reason behind it...
Is my life leading me towards unhappiness,
Or am I just shedding a tear for each person that suffers each day.
I do what I love.
I am passionate about what I do.
I dance.
It takes feelings and emotion to dance with passion.
Writing is about the fluidity you have as a writer,
as a storyteller. You have to pick and choose the words
you use. Craft them to your will.
Make them paint a picture.
Poetry is a very pure form of
The world we live in today is like a big game of follow the leader
Everyone wants to portray the things that they seeon T.V.
Me?
Well I just want to be me
Just because the rapper in the video has money an cars
What poetry means to me? That’s what you ask?
Tis a question I can’t answer so fast
To respond, my thoughts have to go way back
It starts in 7th grade, a time and place I felt misunderstood
Dreaming,
He came.
He had everything to give but his love.
He left.
Dreaming,
He came.
He had nothing to give but his love.
He stayed.
In my vivid imagination I see nothing left but black,
The colors and bright lights I saw have faded out at last
Like every heart broken girl, I've lost what I had loved,
Sometimes nothing holds me together,
The bond is ruined straight from the seam.
I look around and reach through forever,
I left them...
Last night I had a dream
the world was ending,
I was reduced to ant size and lived with a snake,
she was friendly but scary,
green and alive,
I am awake now, paying my credit card
I write to express,
I've never truly cared about impression.
I write to not dissappoint,
Too many have already invested in my personal success and,
I owe it to them to at least try to do unlike the rest,
We buy our sterotypes off of tv subconsciencely we feed our ignorance without a black face and watermelon red lips but with a pretty face and round ass we've become americas number one pupets our sistahs aunties and mothers have been degraded to o
He told her they’ll be together in the future
he told her he loves her
he wants her
and that this will never end
Poetry is my everything,
It is the air I breath,
It is the blood that flows through my viens,
Without it,
My heart wont beat,
My brain would over heat,
It keeps my stable,
Why build borders,
When you can build dreams.
Why break down dreams,
When you can break down borders.
My journey was of a thousand miles
And my heart kept going like an engine.
(poems go here)
See they messed up the truth
its more like "make up"
take "cover girl"
so you can face the
fact they dont want more women like esther or ruth
The dream wasn’t to be accepted, but to be equal.I still dream not to see race, but to see people.We can’t imagine love with hearts full of hatredLove your enemies, even those who are racist.
They are small, yet influential.
Young, but surprisingly intelligent.
Having spent so much time with them,
I have come to love them dearly.
Like my own family, I care for them.
Their growth is my main priority.
The reason I try so strenuously
Is waiting at the end of this tunnel
Relief and Accomplishment is there.
To embrace me in their arms.
To take me to cloud nine.
To forever fill my heart with joy.
What do you think when your not with him? Or does he even cross your mind?
What does it feel like when you hear him call someone else your name? Or does it even effect you?
Dreams
our sincerest
kept secrets
Our heart desires
that burn
like raging
fires.
Things that we
can't or
won't say
aloud
Trying to ignore my screams
But baby give me one more kiss.
Make my spirit soar
With just one more.
Cuz we know it's a lie
But we'll never say goodbye.
Baby let go of all your cares
Let's fall asleep,
Have wonderful dreams,
And never wake up.
Let's take a walk,
Have an adventure,
And never come back.
Let's cry a tear,
Have one sad day,
And never cry again.
When life seems to be passing by
I new I couldn't let my memories fly
The beautiful sparkling water, the green trees, the views
The pains in this life, the trials, the hard times, the times of pure determination
There will be a day when you ignore someone you loved dearly.
There will be a day when you will never see who use to be your best friend.
There will be a day when you smile along with your worst enemies.
Awake,
My breath slows and my palms chill to the breeze
Direction of his arms are curious
For I know not what is in store
A slight peck, or a ghastly getaway?
Eyes are closed to relieve the tension
(poems go here) I saw a man in the grocery store.
He had a little girl with him.
Probably his daughter, she was about 4.
I swear I had seen him before.
I looked into his eyes and started to remember more.
PAIN IS
A stab in the back
Is Worse than being stabbed in the front
Why?
It is similar to being blindly robbed by friends
Accepting it without leashing white fury
Hear and animate the next line
Breathing like each breath may be the last one
Sensational beats within that body Til...Dead
God blew breath into us
Gave two legs
Two ears, Two eyes, and Two arms
Zero worries about my fate for it is predestined
It does not mean it is alright to sit and wait for presents
Rather wasting time is wasting potential and life is thus compressed
The future is so uncertain
Although there are days that it’s all I think about.
Where will I be?
What will I be doing?
& more importantly who will be there?
It’s crazy…
Directions lead to being
Ready to make choices.
Everything you hope for is
All reality.
Making it your world
So you can believe in dreams.
On a pillow I lay my head
when I am tired, time for bed!
It's as soft as a cloud,
as white as sheep,
Thank heavens it's time
to go to sleep.
On a pillow I lay my head,
now I wish I had not read.
(I MAY SMILE AND LAUGH IN THE INSIDE
BUT IN REALITY IM BROKEN IN THE INSIDE
LOOKING FOR A CHANCE OF DAYLIGHT IN LIFE
AND TRYING TO HAVE A BETTER LIFE HOW I PROMISED TO FAMILY.
(every word that runs through my brain.
but will never show for myself for my action for every word.
but every moment i take is for you my love.
ur the motivation and sigh and emotion i can take out in a piece of paper.
Fond I am of restful thought during the wee hours of dark nights.
Closing lids of flesh to bring visions in to sights.
To no avail remaining sightless of vivid delights in mind.
Poetry defines what I am
It allows me forms of expression
Poetry is what I am
It is my personal show of emotion
What’s a dream when it only lasts until you wake up? And there’s never a way of knowing if it will ever come true. If only we can choose when to experience déjà vu. Then I would choose to relive every moment with you.
I write because life is hard
It’s like a deck of cards
There’s no control of the hand you get
You just have to play and place your bet
If luck is good and your faith is high
I am a prince, born into a luxurious home,
I grew up to know what it’s like
To be a full-blooded royal, it’s a hard life to dislike.
It gives you a title of great power, like a lightning strike.
Just like birds sing,
Wolves howl,
Ants work
And people love,
I write because if i didn't
I would die
I write to express myself,
I write to feel,
I write to be who I am
Let me be the truth teller-
The word weaver-
The speaker of blunt truths that cut like knives.
Let me be the brutally honest
The ever-endless one who speaks her heart
And sugarcoats nothing.
It's the weekend and I'm creeping with some friends.
When it hits 7 o'clock my fun has to always end.
I must come home before father gets home.
Usually when he's home I wish that I was alone.
You see, my mind wanders into so many places and there are so many faces and places that I have so much to say about.
I come from a land of glad
where no one is sad nor mad.
They have lots of good toys
for little girls and boys.
This land of glad I say
is not that far away.
'Tis like our land of cocaine and meth
I write of the stigma....of myself,
In relation to the outer world....I write of me walking,
In the middle of the changing world, and how I feel,
As the clock of my consiousness is at a standstill....still wondering,
babe you runnin
on my mind all day
you got me not knowin
what to do next
thinkin like is he gonna
come home tonight
cleanin and stressin
bout us and rent
Like fine silk slipping through cool hands
The words flow from my fingers onto paper
The ink drawling across a sheet of white
Like a skater on ice
Thoughts and emotions
Heart-felts and heart-breaks
He speaks words of wisdom, love, and joyfulness
peace is his home and he roams with grace as his swagger
looking in from his window he is ordinary to the hues of the human eye
When I was a kid I would constantly dream
About how I wanted my life to be
But I was afraid that I might lose my life to mediocrity
I feared not being able sustain my concentration
I grab my pen and I escape,
My own world begins to shape;
All my struggles fade away,
Vivid colors replace the gray.
I'll have a dream tonight, you'll be the lead
We'll walk through halls that seem to have no end
We'll talk and smile and share our precious time,
Together, hand in hand, how real it seems-
Initial diagnosis, devastating and extreme,
The cancer festering inside
Determined to destroy his dream.
It started with a kiss
And you had me in bliss
Wanted to make you my princess
And nothing even felt amiss.
Surrounded by darkness, there stood a man; Owen
Face to the sky, wondering why, oh yet again
For as he gazed toward heaven
There manifested, by his side, a brightness
Formed in beauty, she was ageless
Billions of blue oxygen molecules,
suctioned and spinning down,
a pair of gasping lungs,
bunching into airy bouquets,
perfumed with honeyed breath,
I lose mine.
She was keen, smart and witty
Uniquely created and exerted to be educated
She outwardly appeared to be timid
With a small esteem lacking of self
Not good enough, not ever
Morning and the inevitable sigh
A constant reminder of life
So bright in the eyes
Yet so empty from within
your pain, your thoughts, your dreams
can never be replicated.
your joy enlightens others
even though you have grown and matured.
life goes so quickly,
don't wish it away.
I’ve spent half my damn life stuck behind this desk
I wonder to myself why can’t we just leave out all the rest
And slip away into the pouring rain
Hopefully, to never be seen again
Oh I hope so, I hope so
Sometimes I feel the need to peel myself like an orange. To strip myself of skin and society.
I wanted to reach the moon.
They laughed and said I was a dreamer.
I wanted to dive to the depths of the sea.
They laughed and called me a fool.
I wanted to sail around the world.
How does it feel to have your dreams thrown away
At such a young age and all in one day?
To have them tossed to the side, in the trash, and to the curb
Without consideration to future endeavors
To fling my mind open
In some place in my head
To think && daydream
Till time is dead
But form an idea at the perfect time
Beneath the lovely Heavens
While God watches above
Imagine like me
(Our vision to move forward in our different paths is constantly fogged by doubt and uncertainty often spouted by the voices.
The Voices,like the fog, can obstruct the view of our desired path.
I was so excited to be begin my dream,
But as I approached the room, nervousness sank in.
My only issue is my shy personality,
I have to get past it.
It’s just a dream,
I tell myself with a smile of relief,
As I awake from a scene of sorrow and grief.
I shake it off and move on with my day,
Hoping I’ll never again feel that way.
On the other hand.
A brush of color through silvered night air,
Paints a dragon’s false shape, starlit shining
Majesty with which no one can compare.
Aurous beast, streak through the wind like lightning
A place, a meaning, a voice, a dream and a goal
Within the walls of this beautiful classroom,
Students learn the secrets of life day by day
They discover a little about themselves
and of the world around them.
I am lost in the expanse of the night sky.
Forever wandering amongst the beacons of light that fill this endless Cartographer's Dream.
Waking only to forget what I have learned.
The rising of the crescent moon begins the wishing hour,
The stars erupt, align, & appear with enchanting power,
For lovers & dreamers, those lost & those found,
The clouds will dissipate,
Six a.m.
Alarm goes off
Hit snooze
And again
And again
Brush teeth
Wash face
Dress to impress
Black coffee
Out the door
When it senses my essence
feel the cold presence
Shiver from the sent chills down my spine
it slowly invades my mind
Silently scream within this dream
life fades away it seems
Wish I wasn't here
I am silence, I hear you scream
You woke me up from my dream
As heat strikes, I see the rising steam
Mad at the world and it's regime
Their judgments are extreme
And they strike like a beam
Ladies and Gentlemen,
Sit in your seats,
For you are about to read a great play,
Of nothing but deceit:
We push the people we don’t understand,
We drown in our sorrows,
Yet extend our helping hand,
Have you ever been
To the land of the lost?
The place with no end?
A place of thought?
Everyone has been there.
Everyone knows.
Children want to live there.
Adults tell them no.
There's a song for every story
a story for every song.
It's one thing you can count on in the days that are so long.
Shhhh! Do not you dare compare him to I!
For he was not born within a skin that does not comply.
I am beautiful, of this I have no doubt,
But this is a fact, not a way to stand out.
I have a dream
that one day all
can be happy
and the children
That is all that
matters to me
I'd ask to go for a walk,
on a day when the sun shines.
And we could forever talk,
or get lost in each others eyes.
She's standing there as the leaves begin to fall,
Memories flashing through her head blurring all.
She looks around and begins to see
who it was she use to be.
...restless days fold into restless nights...
I reset my mind to unwind.
counting sheep seldom works for me.
recalling our memories,
my personal bedtime lullabies,
Forever seems to do the trick.
The rain, it is my comfort,
when I sit, alone, in darkness,
my thoughts completely consumed
by you.
I am just a dreamcatcher
Sitting high upon your wall
I am just a dreamcatcher
Trust me I have seen it all
Every Morning,
I wake up to my father telling me to get ready for another day in the chamber.
I strap on my clothing with a jumbled mind.
I try to think of what I need but I quit and go straight to my bag.
Flying through the journey,
Dying in the chasm pit,
Although the mystery pulls me in,
Still wanting to crawl out with mighty.
I used to sleep all the time,
Even so, I hope to be natural.
Shining in the darkness
A sea of golden stars
Twinkling at me every night.
The peace of the silence lulls me to sleep
The shimmering beckoning me
To a land of dreams and adventure.
Where art my lover, Sleep?
Hath she abandoned me for another’s bed?
Whilst I lay here cold and alone
Longing for her warm embrace?
For no other can fill her place beside me
None such mere a person
As I lie here awake,
unable to sleep,
I imagine a world where
Hunger and poverty
are a think in the past,
and children in Africa
No longer have to fear
the rain or run from the cold.
I like radio static
and sleeping by rivers
in a tent,
with wood smoke as my blanket
and campfire glow
as my pillow.
Jaw clenched, eyes shut, trapped in this nightmare
that’s very much my reality.
Everything that’s mine is no longer for me,
everything I want is far out of reach.
In my sleep, I dream of my every anxiety,
I am dreaming of a place.
Not an ordinary place.
A place that only lives in my dream.
A place where I am always happy.
A place where I never lose.
A place where I can do whatever I choose.
It starts in a house that's been hallowed alone
The tension remains but the spirits forlorn.
It seems empty enough but just step inside
there's somebody, something that continues to hide.
You are someone new, someone who hasn't been tainted by my memories
Yet with you, my soul feels free.
I can see you have a heart
If I knocked, would you invite me in?
Buildings rise to heaven
unconstrained
Leaving the unexplained disappearance of the sun and moon
My boots beat against the dirty, wet sidewalk after last night's rainfall.
I am Too Blind in the light Too fresh, too hood, too...Ghetto
World uses me like a puppet; Geppeto
African Americans need to Stop, and think
We want to see the Intellectual abilities you can bring,
Sometimes
I feel so small
as if i were a blemish
on the face of the moon,
surrounded by craters;
as if i were a grain of sand
on the ledge of a mountain range,
overwhelmed by the cliff.
Choose
Between
Hate or love
WHITE OR BLACK
Wrong or right
Parents or soul mate
Holding back or holding hands
Being ashamed or being proud
Seeing skin or seeing soul
I am not dark skin.
I am the sound of deep cognition.
I am the voice of thought-provoking composition.
So, if you feel like you are fiending just to stay and listen;
attacked, chained and forced on ships
brought to a land to face hardships
there is a light shining above us
illuminating our many shadeds of brown
unique souls and great minds that shaped
What if everything was different? What if I wasn't gifted?
What if I just gave up on my dream and never tried to live it?
What if I'd paid attention? What if there was no addiction?
One man had a dream
That dream asked us to put our preducies behind us
That one dream asked every person, balck or white to join hands and look past the obvious differences
The hands that wrote that letter
Sitting in that cell from Birmingham jail
The hands that reached out and pushed against the ceiling of hate
As it began to rise and slowly started to fall
They say this is the home of the brave and land of the free
But it shouldn't take them 8 years just to hear our dream.
There was never a throne, but there was a King.
Proving Uncle Sam isn't as fair as he seems.
I am bound to my chain
Never to be set free
The state of my confinement is one that is definite
A constant reminder that ensures my inhibition
It started with a man and a dream
He held his dream high in his right hand, for the world to see
It screamed, it yelled, it burst into motion
Its message was “Set me free”
There was no room in society for his dream
Dreaming of a new age which
Requires all of us to work together for a brighter future.
I come from
Sobbing sirens & broken traffic lights.
Hangings in the daylight,
Hooded figures breaking Bones,
Bodies,
Blacks.
I had a dream
Where a world was free
It never mattered who you are
but what you will become
I am fighting for a dream
where I can be free
It doesn't matter who I am
Just what I want to become
“I have a dream,” he says.
Dreams of justice, of children—both black and white—hand in hand, playing,
dreams of freedom
ringing through valleys and from mountaintops.
Freedom.
Where will he start?
The civil rights act of 1964,
we stopped discrimination and ended the war.
This was a dream, this was like heaven,
counted on the vote of 73 to 27.
I've overcome…
From the whips and chains..
I've overcome…
From the bitter taste and sinking pains..
I've overcome…
From the shackles and wounds that burn all day..
I've overcome…
Falling.
The fresh taste of blood salts my lips.
Rage. How dare I dream about a future that may never come?
For dreams bring the pain, despair of hope.
Hope for the better.
Anything better.
Back in the ‘60’s the movement began
From Memphis to Selma the freedom trains ran
Rallies and demos the fires did fan
As civil rights came into focus
America
Land of the Free, Home of the Brave,
The Land of the Depraved and Enslaved
Where voting is a universal right fought for by centuries of plight
In this great Melting Pot is there really room for more ingredients?
Careers
New Life
Education
They want it all
Seeking far and low
To become new creations
Carrying stress and pressure on behind
When I Sleep, before I wake
I'm in the car, I can't escape.
Driving fast, windows down
No one can help me, no one's around.
It's much too silent, there are no words,
And when I look over, everything is a blur.
His heart stained the floor a dull red,
While his breaths escaped under his bed.
Valiantly he fought the war but wound up dead,
Although the war was only inside his head.
Swords clashed; dragons spit fire.
Snap awake
I'm full of fear
Oh, its another nightmare
Can't escape
the staring faces
running races
I just can't win
can't win
One night i had a dream.
I dreamed i was walking along a darkened road,
holding hands with a faceless man.
As we walked
scenes of my life flashed across the sky.
I noticed that in every scene
Sad days, sad nights
A little girl's nightmare
What's worse? Staying awake
Or dreaming of tornados?
