Dreamscapes and Nightmares
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Kinkpoet, thank you for your entry.
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Dreams of Faeries
she sang of tomorrow
on the lonely glade
surrounded by pale light
from sun clouded over
with flecks of dusts
from yesterdays tears
the last of them
the conquered clan
I dreamed of her
soulful with dark
yellow hair
green gossamer dress
songs lilting over glen
lost in swishing wind
from the land
named after a Goddess
Waking up to eastern sun
far far away
wondering at the sounds
of shaman's chant.
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she sang of tomorrow
on the lonely glade
surrounded by pale light
from sun clouded over
with flecks of dusts
from yesterdays tears
the last of them
the conquered clan
I dreamed of her
soulful with dark
yellow hair
green gossamer dress
songs lilting over glen
lost in swishing wind
from the land
named after a Goddess
Waking up to eastern sun
far far away
wondering at the sounds
of shaman's chant.
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Nightmare On I-95
Followed by an unmarked car, in the dark, flashing red & blue lights
Causing a heightened sympathetic response of fight or flight
Wondering if tonight'll be the night that I take my last breath
Will a misconception of my phone being a weapon cause my death?
Will he tell me to step out of my car and get on the pavement?
Will a cell phone recording serve as my last testament?
Will the government abstain from conviction like times before?
As these thoughts circle my brain, I push my pedal to the floor
Choosing to ignore this entity following me down I-95
Only thought on my mind is how can I stay alive
Drying my eyes while I try to communicate with my daughter
Calling to tell her that Daddy loves her before I get slaughtered
Asking GOD to comfort her in the event of my untimely demise
Telling her to not believe the thieves and their false media lies
To recognize the guise supplied in the form of propaganda
Then my eyes opened wide before she could answer
This torture was just a bad dream that seemed all too real
Epigenetics implanted it into my psyche in order to reveal
How it feels and how it felt to those that were dealt a bad hand
Encouraging me to use poetry as testimony on life's witness stand
Causing a heightened sympathetic response of fight or flight
Wondering if tonight'll be the night that I take my last breath
Will a misconception of my phone being a weapon cause my death?
Will he tell me to step out of my car and get on the pavement?
Will a cell phone recording serve as my last testament?
Will the government abstain from conviction like times before?
As these thoughts circle my brain, I push my pedal to the floor
Choosing to ignore this entity following me down I-95
Only thought on my mind is how can I stay alive
Drying my eyes while I try to communicate with my daughter
Calling to tell her that Daddy loves her before I get slaughtered
Asking GOD to comfort her in the event of my untimely demise
Telling her to not believe the thieves and their false media lies
To recognize the guise supplied in the form of propaganda
Then my eyes opened wide before she could answer
This torture was just a bad dream that seemed all too real
Epigenetics implanted it into my psyche in order to reveal
How it feels and how it felt to those that were dealt a bad hand
Encouraging me to use poetry as testimony on life's witness stand
Written by da_poetic-edifier
(Damon)
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Nightmares
Sometimes our problems even invade our dreams
Bringing to fruition an addition to our suffering
Causing a decrease in nights of peaceful sleep
Making it harder and harder to count them sheep
Deep within our psyche residing in our subconsciousness
Are alien thoughts from the dark side of our consciousness
Trying to resist our attempts of moving on from our storms
Partying like it's the ninety's and they're in their college dorms
As all of the noise rings on inside of our heads
It causes us to toss and turn nightly in our beds
It's said that if you control the mind the body will follow
So, some of the physical ills that we feel are results of our sorrow
Bringing to fruition an addition to our suffering
Causing a decrease in nights of peaceful sleep
Making it harder and harder to count them sheep
Deep within our psyche residing in our subconsciousness
Are alien thoughts from the dark side of our consciousness
Trying to resist our attempts of moving on from our storms
Partying like it's the ninety's and they're in their college dorms
As all of the noise rings on inside of our heads
It causes us to toss and turn nightly in our beds
It's said that if you control the mind the body will follow
So, some of the physical ills that we feel are results of our sorrow
Written by da_poetic-edifier
(Damon)
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da_poetic-edifier, thank you for your entries.
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Roses and Rosaries (1993 Redux)
The dream is just as vivid,
As if it were just like yesterday,
Walking through the colorful gardens,
Through prayers,
Roses and Rosaries,
Through a funeral home,
Full of death and decay.
The bright white halls and corridors,
Lead to rooms of coffins and caskets,
Some filled with grieving mourners,
While other rooms were empty and desolate.
As I walked through the funeral parlor,
The further I walked the more decrepit it got,
There was a foul smell, like an odor from hell,
That to this day I still cannot forget.
And what was a peaceful serene dream,
Turned into a horrible nightmare,
When the eerie tone seemed to go silent,
When the stench of decomposition filled the air.
My mother told me to go even further,
To mourn for those that everyone forgot,
But now the rooms were dark like caves,
As the poor were only covered in rags.
I stood there, nearly speechless and frozen,
A black dog with eyes like diamonds stared back,
Smiling, panting with jagged, serrated teeth,
As I fell into a darkness that was pitch black.
As if it were just like yesterday,
Walking through the colorful gardens,
Through prayers,
Roses and Rosaries,
Through a funeral home,
Full of death and decay.
The bright white halls and corridors,
Lead to rooms of coffins and caskets,
Some filled with grieving mourners,
While other rooms were empty and desolate.
As I walked through the funeral parlor,
The further I walked the more decrepit it got,
There was a foul smell, like an odor from hell,
That to this day I still cannot forget.
And what was a peaceful serene dream,
Turned into a horrible nightmare,
When the eerie tone seemed to go silent,
When the stench of decomposition filled the air.
My mother told me to go even further,
To mourn for those that everyone forgot,
But now the rooms were dark like caves,
As the poor were only covered in rags.
I stood there, nearly speechless and frozen,
A black dog with eyes like diamonds stared back,
Smiling, panting with jagged, serrated teeth,
As I fell into a darkness that was pitch black.
Written by wallyroo92
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wallyroo92, thank you for your entry.
Valeriyabeyond
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Interconnect The I
Faculty Of Three
See The Movement, Of Harmony
Grasp Reality, Halves Untied
I Am I, The Higher I, Yet,
I Am He
Know, Think, Visualize,
Left Path Y Right Path
Harmonize
Eros, Logos, Thumos,
Interconnect, The I
See The Movement, Of Harmony
Grasp Reality, Halves Untied
I Am I, The Higher I, Yet,
I Am He
Know, Think, Visualize,
Left Path Y Right Path
Harmonize
Eros, Logos, Thumos,
Interconnect, The I
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(Dhyana)
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Valeriyabeyond, thank you for your entry.
XiaoLong
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Livin' On A Prayer
A zillion shining stars, it was a clear night
A sense the dampness, like in an old fortress
the rain has kept it cool, the breeze then got light
having some juicy fruits, I waited for my seductress
the ambient was becoming cold, it felt like I’m on a mountain
the soothing scent the breath of air was intoxicating that night
calming sounds of water, beautifully played by the fountain
a peaceful night, it was perfect for an insane carnal delight
resting on my bed, filled with desire, I waited in all anticipation
she was my enchanting mistress, a beauty of wild imagination
have I been such a folly, drinking too much old par brandy?
thinking of Mistress Jolly, whipping up many cans of shandy
It was surreal! as the eye lashes slowly meets, she appears
i couldn't contain my excitement, a voluptuous beauty was here
a domineering sensation, like Ms. Buffy the sexy vampires slayer
for all my desire, oh god! she’s ignited my heart and set it on fire!
In no time she was by my bed, I felt her tight skin all leathery
shining like a princess in armour, I’m confused why its all rubbery
the soft roughness of a strawberry and lightness of mulberry
she leans towards me, staring deep into me, oh a kiss so peachy
like a million kisses under the mistletoe, lip’s on my forehead
like a molten candlestick, an insane heat is on my other head!
the passion that she imprints on me explodes like a warhead
holy cow! what is happening? Is it my old blooming head?
Or is tonight the night, I paint this cold mountain town red?
she is just getting started, the buzzing sensation is madness
it’s so overwhelming, i am surrendering to her as my holiness!
little that i had expected, it’s my first encounter and seamless
god damn Mistress Jolly is simply an unbelievable enchantress
she pulling me close to her chest, rubbing my face in the mattress
latex glazed bosoms, the pleasure was doubled, what a craziness!
Oh god! I waited for this moment, my sexual drought, it’s just been oh so many many days!
I have dreamed for the moment, clasping that smooth length of the slender body between my legs
I have wanted to press down hard and force my throbbing self through in so many unimaginable ways
I have to confess all my desires, as I tear across the rubbery cheeks, I hear that when she sexily begs
“oh Sire! oh Sire! you’re my sexual desire!” a strange voice whispering in my wet ear
frantically licking, lobe to lobe as I hear the music.. it sounds like Bon Jovi’s Livin’ On A Prayer
the surreal mountain disappears, its a black leather bolster between my legs as it appears
oh no, no no! What have I been kissing, what have I been drinking, what have I been listening, all these years?
A sense the dampness, like in an old fortress
the rain has kept it cool, the breeze then got light
having some juicy fruits, I waited for my seductress
the ambient was becoming cold, it felt like I’m on a mountain
the soothing scent the breath of air was intoxicating that night
calming sounds of water, beautifully played by the fountain
a peaceful night, it was perfect for an insane carnal delight
resting on my bed, filled with desire, I waited in all anticipation
she was my enchanting mistress, a beauty of wild imagination
have I been such a folly, drinking too much old par brandy?
thinking of Mistress Jolly, whipping up many cans of shandy
It was surreal! as the eye lashes slowly meets, she appears
i couldn't contain my excitement, a voluptuous beauty was here
a domineering sensation, like Ms. Buffy the sexy vampires slayer
for all my desire, oh god! she’s ignited my heart and set it on fire!
In no time she was by my bed, I felt her tight skin all leathery
shining like a princess in armour, I’m confused why its all rubbery
the soft roughness of a strawberry and lightness of mulberry
she leans towards me, staring deep into me, oh a kiss so peachy
like a million kisses under the mistletoe, lip’s on my forehead
like a molten candlestick, an insane heat is on my other head!
the passion that she imprints on me explodes like a warhead
holy cow! what is happening? Is it my old blooming head?
Or is tonight the night, I paint this cold mountain town red?
she is just getting started, the buzzing sensation is madness
it’s so overwhelming, i am surrendering to her as my holiness!
little that i had expected, it’s my first encounter and seamless
god damn Mistress Jolly is simply an unbelievable enchantress
she pulling me close to her chest, rubbing my face in the mattress
latex glazed bosoms, the pleasure was doubled, what a craziness!
Oh god! I waited for this moment, my sexual drought, it’s just been oh so many many days!
I have dreamed for the moment, clasping that smooth length of the slender body between my legs
I have wanted to press down hard and force my throbbing self through in so many unimaginable ways
I have to confess all my desires, as I tear across the rubbery cheeks, I hear that when she sexily begs
“oh Sire! oh Sire! you’re my sexual desire!” a strange voice whispering in my wet ear
frantically licking, lobe to lobe as I hear the music.. it sounds like Bon Jovi’s Livin’ On A Prayer
the surreal mountain disappears, its a black leather bolster between my legs as it appears
oh no, no no! What have I been kissing, what have I been drinking, what have I been listening, all these years?
Written by XiaoLong
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XiaoLong thank you for your entry.
UnholyCurse
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Nightmares
The moon is covered by murky clouds
Shadows of obscurity wrap me in silence
Arcanum grounds twirls with the falling darkness
The barren lands once lush with fields of eternal wisdom
Nectars of life grown bitter with raging storms
The mysterious power ravage the ancient might
Rise, O' Abysma
Hallowed be thy name
Bestow, O' Abysma
Thy knowledge blessed with the creed
Guide me, O' Abysma
Through the hallways of endless darkness
Thy legions assemble bеfore the gates
For thеir cries shall pierce the skies
There is no shelter in these decaying lands
Haze and dusk buried by the age of a thousand aeons
Unholy wrath of Abysma flows through beyond the dark
Spirits of the ancient deceased roam for eternity
Vermont horrors of the nightmares
I hear the funeral bells far away beyond the dark
Like the prophecy foretold in the creed of the scripts
For thy name shall echo deep within the lands
Through a primordial nightmare of eternity
Fornicate lies through deceit
Rise, O' Abysma
Hallowed be thy name
Bestow, O' Abysma
Thy knowledge blessed with the creed
Guide me, O' Abysma
Through the hallways of endless darkness
Thy legions assemble before the gates
For their cries shall pierce the skies
The obscurity for the dominance of evil
For the supreme pleasure agony and death
Through the dismal journey of ancient omens and cursed age
Plead to her glory for the heart of the ancient one
I hear a macabre symphony far away in the horizon
It's the call for her unholy passion for blood and lust
Unholy blood and lust
Blood and lust
Shadows of obscurity wrap me in silence
Arcanum grounds twirls with the falling darkness
The barren lands once lush with fields of eternal wisdom
Nectars of life grown bitter with raging storms
The mysterious power ravage the ancient might
Rise, O' Abysma
Hallowed be thy name
Bestow, O' Abysma
Thy knowledge blessed with the creed
Guide me, O' Abysma
Through the hallways of endless darkness
Thy legions assemble bеfore the gates
For thеir cries shall pierce the skies
There is no shelter in these decaying lands
Haze and dusk buried by the age of a thousand aeons
Unholy wrath of Abysma flows through beyond the dark
Spirits of the ancient deceased roam for eternity
Vermont horrors of the nightmares
I hear the funeral bells far away beyond the dark
Like the prophecy foretold in the creed of the scripts
For thy name shall echo deep within the lands
Through a primordial nightmare of eternity
Fornicate lies through deceit
Rise, O' Abysma
Hallowed be thy name
Bestow, O' Abysma
Thy knowledge blessed with the creed
Guide me, O' Abysma
Through the hallways of endless darkness
Thy legions assemble before the gates
For their cries shall pierce the skies
The obscurity for the dominance of evil
For the supreme pleasure agony and death
Through the dismal journey of ancient omens and cursed age
Plead to her glory for the heart of the ancient one
I hear a macabre symphony far away in the horizon
It's the call for her unholy passion for blood and lust
Unholy blood and lust
Blood and lust
Written by UnholyCurse
(Unholy One)
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ManorMyth
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Neverland
Whisk me away to lalaland,
Where I shall awake in my neverland
Where dreams are reality and reality was just a dream
That was pulling at the seams
Where time moves slowly and the clock rewinds, back to a life that was only real in my mind
Of countless days full of joy...filled with love...that somehow skipped me when I was just a boy
Here life still has mystery and wonder, but there everything makes you wonder
How this place could exist or how did things end up like this
So I’ll stay forever in my slumber
So I don’t have to ponder
On a life that was never
And just dream forever
Where I shall awake in my neverland
Where dreams are reality and reality was just a dream
That was pulling at the seams
Where time moves slowly and the clock rewinds, back to a life that was only real in my mind
Of countless days full of joy...filled with love...that somehow skipped me when I was just a boy
Here life still has mystery and wonder, but there everything makes you wonder
How this place could exist or how did things end up like this
So I’ll stay forever in my slumber
So I don’t have to ponder
On a life that was never
And just dream forever
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Timagination543, ManorMyth and UnholyCurse, thank you for your participation.