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.
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Follow your Dreams chapter 3 part2

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Follow your Dreams chapter 3
Follow your Dreams chapter 3
"Camilla, there are privacy concerns here," the doctor stated clearly. I assumed I had just put her job at risk. Now I was fucking up a whole family.
This what you no can control? Mama yelled, ignoring the doctor and pointing at the 'Hospice' sign on his door. I saw her eyes straining, a mix of anger and fear.
"Camilla, we don't..." I cut off the doctor. I was in so deep I might as well pull the dirt on top of me.
"Lucia's mother," I informed the doctor quietly. His eyes went wide and I saw a mixture of...
"Camilla, there are privacy concerns here," the doctor stated clearly. I assumed I had just put her job at risk. Now I was fucking up a whole family.
This what you no can control? Mama yelled, ignoring the doctor and pointing at the 'Hospice' sign on his door. I saw her eyes straining, a mix of anger and fear.
"Camilla, we don't..." I cut off the doctor. I was in so deep I might as well pull the dirt on top of me.
"Lucia's mother," I informed the doctor quietly. His eyes went wide and I saw a mixture of...
#dreams
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Hotdogs
Life is a hotdog and I am insane,
Somethings definitely wrong from somewhere inside my brain.
I think of things that couldn't be
and fantasise about what one shouldn't.
Not breasts nor curves
or her lips that smile,
although they are nice to think
about for a while.
I think of blood,
pale and sour --
I think of it staining the creases
of my fingers.
The way my hands
would snake around his purple neck.
I imagine apologies dripping from...
Somethings definitely wrong from somewhere inside my brain.
I think of things that couldn't be
and fantasise about what one shouldn't.
Not breasts nor curves
or her lips that smile,
although they are nice to think
about for a while.
I think of blood,
pale and sour --
I think of it staining the creases
of my fingers.
The way my hands
would snake around his purple neck.
I imagine apologies dripping from...
#anger
#murder
#dreams #death
#dreams #death
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Follow your Dreams chapter 2 Part 3

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there's truth in I's
I glow
basking in your colors
of grandeur
I sail
through the seas
of your sweetest whispers
I beckon
to fate or destiny—
they answered in favor
when you finally
looked
and saw
me
I revel
in the beauty
of each
exquisitely woven
written word
I stand
ready to collect
shared promises so bold
I touch
the starry sky
as hushed pleas of your name
slip from lips
soaked in dreams
and...
basking in your colors
of grandeur
I sail
through the seas
of your sweetest whispers
I beckon
to fate or destiny—
they answered in favor
when you finally
looked
and saw
me
I revel
in the beauty
of each
exquisitely woven
written word
I stand
ready to collect
shared promises so bold
I touch
the starry sky
as hushed pleas of your name
slip from lips
soaked in dreams
and...
#love
#romantic
#dreams #FallingInLove
#dreams #FallingInLove
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Lessons in life Part 6 (How to survive a dream crusher)
She dug their graves with a wooden spoon
and buried them alive
with a fistful of salt.
My mirrored words couldn't push a hand
up through the dirt,
instead I whispered of their plight
and imagine them weak, worn out
but safe, to be woken only by dappled sunlight.
The pale white of thin green shoots,
will still try to grow under the heaviest of pots.
At night my mind called to them,
fairies flitting in bursts of light,
trapped underneath tree bark,
the orange dust of our rusty old swing,
curled in every drip ...
and buried them alive
with a fistful of salt.
My mirrored words couldn't push a hand
up through the dirt,
instead I whispered of their plight
and imagine them weak, worn out
but safe, to be woken only by dappled sunlight.
The pale white of thin green shoots,
will still try to grow under the heaviest of pots.
At night my mind called to them,
fairies flitting in bursts of light,
trapped underneath tree bark,
the orange dust of our rusty old swing,
curled in every drip ...
#childhood
#identity
#dreams
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Reveries Of Utopia
Rambling idly through the golden swaying, sun-drenched wheat
Eider down caressing the calloused souls, of my wandering feet
Vivacious songbirds singing, from afar, invisible through myopia
Enigmatically endearing though, in whimsical reveries of Utopia
Rainfall, as sweet as nectar, tries to slake and wash away my sin
Immersing the dire myriad, of my impurities, much to my chagrin
Euphoria gently glows within me, seeing the setting sun's a pyre
Somewhere deep down inside me though, I'm walking on a wire...
On a fraying high-wire, I'm balancing on a...
Eider down caressing the calloused souls, of my wandering feet
Vivacious songbirds singing, from afar, invisible through myopia
Enigmatically endearing though, in whimsical reveries of Utopia
Rainfall, as sweet as nectar, tries to slake and wash away my sin
Immersing the dire myriad, of my impurities, much to my chagrin
Euphoria gently glows within me, seeing the setting sun's a pyre
Somewhere deep down inside me though, I'm walking on a wire...
On a fraying high-wire, I'm balancing on a...
#dark
#dreams
#utopia
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IS IT POSSIBLE TO BE REAL
I PROMISE TO YOU...that I found in you someone that one person who is willing and able to be real with me. I PROMISE TO YOU...to respect that you are a woman someone precious as gold, someone to cherish and appreciate with deepness of emotions and feelings wrapped up in rare and real love. For if not for the kind of women's that you're where would I be as a man who was raise by a strong woman. I PROMISE TO YOU...to listen before I speak to get a clearer understanding of what, you are trying to communicate to me as a man, so as to have and to get me to understand your hurt and pain and...
#dreams
#inspirational
#LifeChangingMoment
#acceptance
#healing
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Follow your Dreams chapter 2 Part 2

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Follow your Dreams chapter 2

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MAY
A dream, a beautiful dream
of feline, Blue, best friend
back in Hopeful May
Yes many feel like friends of Blue...they are not my pets they are strange animals...ducks rabbits etc
...scattered when I woke
I think he brought friends he made
That's how it feels/felt
Like he wanted friends to meet me care for me....but like he wanted me to see his new friends and how many...I cried for him yesterday
It was so many of them
And a white duck 😂
Being in my dream...I wonder if that's his best friend...just thought...seems right...he...
of feline, Blue, best friend
back in Hopeful May
Yes many feel like friends of Blue...they are not my pets they are strange animals...ducks rabbits etc
...scattered when I woke
I think he brought friends he made
That's how it feels/felt
Like he wanted friends to meet me care for me....but like he wanted me to see his new friends and how many...I cried for him yesterday
It was so many of them
And a white duck 😂
Being in my dream...I wonder if that's his best friend...just thought...seems right...he...
#love
#dreams
#memories
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The Plaything On The Brink

#dreams
#memories
#sensual
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