Poems about Dreams
#dreams
Poetry about dreams, thoughts and aspirations, whether it's during sleep or waking hours. Here you'll find poems depicting dreams about ambitions, fantasies and treasured memories.
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
Today 11:24am
Today 11:24am
I Dream Of Utopia
Humanity
No longer a child
Found the beauty
In existence
Where we breath
Pure perfection
In the love of animals
And ourselves
Living in harmony
On a healed planet
That now flourishes
Like flowers always did
Finally understanding
That technology ambition
Never need to ruin
But build an eternal paradise
No longer a child
Found the beauty
In existence
Where we breath
Pure perfection
In the love of animals
And ourselves
Living in harmony
On a healed planet
That now flourishes
Like flowers always did
Finally understanding
That technology ambition
Never need to ruin
But build an eternal paradise
#dreams
11 reads
2 Comments
poetryaccident
Poem Published
Today 3:47am
Today 3:47am
Hidden Scenes
There's that moment when you're awake
a realization begins to dawn
echoing the sun’s faint beams
something happened inside of dreams
you’d best keep it to yourself
so says the voice that’s not contrite
reflecting on the hidden scenes
beneath the balm of measured sleep
if only the face was reticent
muting journeys beyond the veil
instead betrayal is exclaimed
others asking why the grin
the prohibited draws a smile
taboo is best when indulged
without regard for consequence
when the illicit is made real ...
a realization begins to dawn
echoing the sun’s faint beams
something happened inside of dreams
you’d best keep it to yourself
so says the voice that’s not contrite
reflecting on the hidden scenes
beneath the balm of measured sleep
if only the face was reticent
muting journeys beyond the veil
instead betrayal is exclaimed
others asking why the grin
the prohibited draws a smile
taboo is best when indulged
without regard for consequence
when the illicit is made real ...
#dreams
14 reads
1 Comment
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:57am
Yesterday 5:57am
Lunchbox Ponderings
I wonder if we'll find ourselves in the slow dance of love as we shift towards orchestrating and choreographing our own brand whilst navigating our way through negotiating the perimeters in which our bond will be built upon for it is foolish to make the same mistake again when neither of us spoke up about those things, once upon a time as we both played with fire & ice, melting into one another for a brief moment in time.
I’m capable of discerning that we’ll need to consider how this actually unfolds, and how strategic we'll have to be to deter us from facing a severance, and...
I’m capable of discerning that we’ll need to consider how this actually unfolds, and how strategic we'll have to be to deter us from facing a severance, and...
#love
#identity
#dreams
32 reads
4 Comments
spacemod69
Poem Published
19th May 2019 11:20pm
19th May 2019 11:20pm
Leap of a Lifetime
New Zealand is known throughout the world for two things – sheep and Bungy Jumping. I have seen enough sheep in Australia to satisfy my longing so I decided that while I was in New Zealand I would experience their other famous export for myself.
Not that I had any intention of doing this crazy stunt before I left home. Oh No! There were plenty of other things for me to waste my money on. But it’s funny how situations change!
Anyway, enough of that! The point is that, at this moment, I am waiting in a queue of people about to take the leap of a lifetime. Will I survive what lies...
Not that I had any intention of doing this crazy stunt before I left home. Oh No! There were plenty of other things for me to waste my money on. But it’s funny how situations change!
Anyway, enough of that! The point is that, at this moment, I am waiting in a queue of people about to take the leap of a lifetime. Will I survive what lies...
#dreams
#determination
17 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
19th May 2019 10:58pm
19th May 2019 10:58pm
Rain, Rivers and Cascades
I must be dreaming,
I hear the rain outside my windows,
I can hear my kids screaming,
Enjoying the river as the water flows.
I hear a stream in the other room,
Cascades are falling through the walls,
It all seems so surreal so I assume,
The rivers runs rapidly through the halls.
So in between dream and fantasy,
I expect my bed to slowly drift me away,
Hearing splashing somewhere in reality,
But in this fond illusion I want to stay.
I can hear the water falling, rushing,
The trees are dancing in the cool breeze,...
I hear the rain outside my windows,
I can hear my kids screaming,
Enjoying the river as the water flows.
I hear a stream in the other room,
Cascades are falling through the walls,
It all seems so surreal so I assume,
The rivers runs rapidly through the halls.
So in between dream and fantasy,
I expect my bed to slowly drift me away,
Hearing splashing somewhere in reality,
But in this fond illusion I want to stay.
I can hear the water falling, rushing,
The trees are dancing in the cool breeze,...
#dreams
#nature
#funny
#sleep
#escape
25 reads
8 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
19th May 2019 9:34pm
19th May 2019 9:34pm
No Pork Allowed In Heaven
working along the banks of d'Nile,
pro'posing for suppositions deft
in their ancient human cruelty,
I
walked to nowhere,
I
spoke to no-one,
I
cried mightily at the death of my chylde
for nearly a year now..........so,
what's
the UpShoot?
where might the transmortals
be hidden?
& why?
Aye. Eye do not deny this
life of denial
that may have forged
my...
pro'posing for suppositions deft
in their ancient human cruelty,
I
walked to nowhere,
I
spoke to no-one,
I
cried mightily at the death of my chylde
for nearly a year now..........so,
what's
the UpShoot?
where might the transmortals
be hidden?
& why?
Aye. Eye do not deny this
life of denial
that may have forged
my...
#anxiety
#love
#dreams
#death
#denial
47 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
19th May 2019 8:41pm
19th May 2019 8:41pm
Like Opening A Closure
up standing stood standing up
(for whatever reason)
poised
for a Falstaffian jolly'time
roar puts
dybbuk in it's proper'd
place thru seven
years
of long strands of gutteral music and
coins in a can making so
distinctive the sound of imbecile
survival...........
now, (a'now ) could there be a future
other than "my delusion" thereof ?
that will return the left-behind pieces ?
of "me" to the singin', swingin long-handed...
(for whatever reason)
poised
for a Falstaffian jolly'time
roar puts
dybbuk in it's proper'd
place thru seven
years
of long strands of gutteral music and
coins in a can making so
distinctive the sound of imbecile
survival...........
now, (a'now ) could there be a future
other than "my delusion" thereof ?
that will return the left-behind pieces ?
of "me" to the singin', swingin long-handed...
#happiness
#hope
#dark
#dreams
#sleep
49 reads
4 Comments
BabydoII
Poem Published
18th May 2019 5:01am
18th May 2019 5:01am
Cornered
Let us stop playing
You want the bare truth
Will we meet with you
To provide solid proof
Cause you have worn me down
Finally after all of these years
Hunted me down until you found
Every one of my nightmarish fears
Now I've done everything
Anything to get away
But you're bent on collecting
An unknown debt to be paid
Is it wrong that I am wet
Thinking of your face
Buried between my legs
Kissing me so I could taste
Mm
I keep getting ahead of myself
With undying perpetual...
You want the bare truth
Will we meet with you
To provide solid proof
Cause you have worn me down
Finally after all of these years
Hunted me down until you found
Every one of my nightmarish fears
Now I've done everything
Anything to get away
But you're bent on collecting
An unknown debt to be paid
Is it wrong that I am wet
Thinking of your face
Buried between my legs
Kissing me so I could taste
Mm
I keep getting ahead of myself
With undying perpetual...
#lust
#conflict
#erotic
#dreams
#confessional
57 reads
sepicla_ikn
Poem Published
17th May 2019 9:42pm
17th May 2019 9:42pm
stir crazy diary entries
Friday, 10th May 2019
You ever said something to only one person
and then they go and drop themselves in it, by saying they haven’t said anything?
My eyes really have been opened
and I know who can’t be trusted knowing about my business
It’s either one, or both are idiots to think I’m jealous
She doesn’t have to believe no rumours
Their in each other’s inbox
so I have the right to express to someone my views and opinions
I’m the one laughing more because you’re not putting any trust in it
It’s okay, that he’d mention each other’s...
You ever said something to only one person
and then they go and drop themselves in it, by saying they haven’t said anything?
My eyes really have been opened
and I know who can’t be trusted knowing about my business
It’s either one, or both are idiots to think I’m jealous
She doesn’t have to believe no rumours
Their in each other’s inbox
so I have the right to express to someone my views and opinions
I’m the one laughing more because you’re not putting any trust in it
It’s okay, that he’d mention each other’s...
#dreams
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0 Comments
SmilingAndSeething
Poem Published
17th May 2019 7:54pm
17th May 2019 7:54pm
20 years in the language of dreams
This is a way of changing things so that we both can
change.
This is a way of changing things so that we both can
change you see
not you not me
but quickly swerve
into the brush.
This is a way of changing things so that we both can
change.
change.
This is a way of changing things so that we both can
change you see
not you not me
but quickly swerve
into the brush.
This is a way of changing things so that we both can
change.
#relationships
#dreams
#sleep
26 reads
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samael
Poem Published
17th May 2019 4:01pm
17th May 2019 4:01pm
Reliving visions from my childhood
I was 3.
doctors office waiting room,
white walls.
kids play area had long narrow carpeted play castle tunnels
like a cat tree.
secluded.
peculiar,
there was a circular hole going down,
below the floor
halfway through one of the tunnels.
I traveled down, and down I went.
found myself,
in the black and red;
silhouette shadows.
I was in hell
and the devil whispered in my ear.
doctors office waiting room,
white walls.
kids play area had long narrow carpeted play castle tunnels
like a cat tree.
secluded.
peculiar,
there was a circular hole going down,
below the floor
halfway through one of the tunnels.
I traveled down, and down I went.
found myself,
in the black and red;
silhouette shadows.
I was in hell
and the devil whispered in my ear.
#dreams
#shadows
#confessional #SelfReflection
#confessional #SelfReflection
37 reads
6 Comments
Tenderloin
Poem Published
16th May 2019 00:25am
16th May 2019 00:25am
Concealed Reaction
#lust
#dreams
#confessional
129 reads
12 Comments
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