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Pestered and pursued
by unknown foes
A topsyturvy land
where snakes can have horns
and cows can have fangs.
Night'mares' where the day's stallions
make mountains out of molehills

A chance to witness greek mythology-like creatures for real
For dreamland tis a place for the unreal and surreal.

Those hair-raising scary scary dreams
beset with horrified silent screams!

We do try to interrupt nightmares, pinching ourselves
With relief wake up to see there aren't any horrid elves.
We also try to interpret dreams filled with mystery
But gifted dream interpreters like prophet Joseph
Are now part of biblical human history

All in all, dreamland's fascination
for extra-ordinary exaggeration
and tall-tale imagination

Where myth and legend come to life
An amalgam of fiction or real strife

Where assorted monsters of the mind
reign supreme in that REM sleep of our kind.

Yet on the other hand the wishful, wistful sweet sweet dreams
where fantasies form mirages bordered by fanciful seams.

Where castles in the air that humans build, float gently down to earth
only to shoot back up unto nowhere from the awakened one's berth.

In dreamland a pauper girl can be a princess or fairy fair
for daydreams extend into the night and linger on there.

A quote I took to heart and it to console all and sundry
'that if your sweet dreams don't come true, don't you fret
for atleast your nightmares didn't come true either,
so just heave a sigh, by and by.

Every night let us all just fly away and escape
And lo behold  the extraordinary world of Dreamscape
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 Dec 2018 Emmanuella
M
it is
it was
it will
always be you
the moon whispers to me in a soft voice, telling me to be patient
because it is you,
it is you I will wait for until my knuckles bleed and until my breath becomes so irregular there are moments where I fear death is too close for comfort
my dreams are constant reminders as to why I sleep,
as to why I wake up
I know there is love out there worth living for
worth bleeding for
worth fighting for
that love is embedded in you
in your soul
and caressed around your lungs
I am at war with time,
time is what keeps us apart
but with the help of the stars in the night sky that accompany the moon
we will meet
and when we do
i will no longer be able to tell dreams from reality
and that my dear,
is why
it is always you
 Dec 2018 Emmanuella
Hunter
I'm falling apart again...
From the fear that runs in my veins
The fear of the worst
The fear that will make my heart burst
I think things thru 100 times in my head
On how to cure this dread
Try to understand how this fear hurts me
It feels like I'm drowning, I can not breath
It feels like burns to my soul on 3rd degree
Like I'm bout to have a sudden death
All I can do is scream
"Wake me up from this dream!"
A dream where I have so much feelings of sad
But no where to hide and cry, it drives me mad
I cry out for help but no one hears me
I'm bleeding out for help but no one feels me
Nobody really cares, nobody really knows
I don't think you mean to harm me I suppose
But this fear you give me sometimes
Goes on in my head a million times
Twists my thoughts around
It gives me paranoia that brings me down
That this fear cuts me inside
And this fear is losing you
 Dec 2018 Emmanuella
Hunter
You.
 Dec 2018 Emmanuella
Hunter
You love me
You hate me
You kiss me
You break me
You hold me
You push me
You miss me
You forgot me
You fix me
You left me
You haunt me
You cure me
You forgive me?
I forgive you.
 Dec 2018 Emmanuella
caroline
your smile, priceless.
your humor, divine.
but as for your temper,
that’ll be 75.99.
 Dec 2018 Emmanuella
B Sonia K
I felt it
The cold and warm breeze on my skin
As he spoke
Words that made my heartbeat quicken
The resonating vibrations of his voice
It flowed through me
Cascading down
Melting my icicle heart
And along with it, my fears,
And all my walls of insecurities
Are broken down
A cataclysmic shift
My mind now adrift
Consciously, yet cautiously searching
Looking to merge with his
Melted ice
Broken walls
All give way.
His words
They vibrates through me,
Opening me up from within
Yes, I felt it.
 Dec 2018 Emmanuella
rm
frosty
 Dec 2018 Emmanuella
rm
on that friday
night with showers
or rain
t'was chilly
and windy
and loud
and crowded
lost and
shrouded
with endless cheers
and yells.

after everything else
there comes
goodbyes and
farewells.

she then grabbed
him by his arms
neared her face
towards his side
and with one stride
she left a warm
and frosty touch
on his cheeks
and blurred the
whispering, cold
mob.
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