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 Jun 2019
Silverflame
Every night I lay down to rest
The same old visions keep on creeping around my head
They scrape my mind and burn my core
I don't think I can take no more
Will I get through the night?

On the edge to insanity
I don't know what's real or fantasy
The demons sip on my coffee cup
Their screams get loud they never stop
My ears are a red masterpiece

The chaos beings to rise
I'm falling down the rabbit hole to my demise
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But loving you will make me whole
The chaos drowns me tonight

A seesaw is all that's left
Bouncing anxiety inside my chest
Strangers steal my loneliness
Patching up my self-made mess
Frozen in the concrete jungle

Jon said we're halfway there
But it seems to me I'm stuck in second gear
I lay my back flat on the ground
Here I'll die with no one around
Out of reach and with nothing to fear

A light in the dark calls my name
Safe and sound it guides me home with its flame
With a broken wing left to die
I could still learn to fly
Once lost but now I'm found
 Jun 2019
MrunaliniDNimbalkar
In a dream she saw a way to survive and she was full of joy .

In a dream she saw a bright shining light and then crossing a dark tunnel seemed alright.

In a dream she saw she could raise her wings and fly and so she could soar her aspirations high.

In a dream she saw a world full of positive vibes and so she saw harmony being inscribed.

© Mrunalini.D.Nimbalkar
Simple# rhyme #Dreams# definitely# are# a #source #of #survival#keep #dreaming #02.06.2019#
 May 2019
willow sophie
Go to sleep,
enter your world
full of dreams,
and soon you'll see
the sun rising above
the beech tree.
 May 2019
BPIII
I see it when I close my eyes,
I feel it when I just let go,
I hear it when there are no words,

LOVE.......

Where do your dreams take you?
I love to dream and dream to love.
 May 2019
Lake
a picture perfect dreamscape
somewhere for me to escape
away from the daily nightmares
where there's no one to care

i'll dream about a garden
maybe i'll play a martian
it's like i'm back with my toys
but i'm no longer a boy

i wish i could let myself grow
but i'm too scared to let myself go
dangling on a cliff without a rope
is this how it feels to lose all hope

the world in my head is infinite
but i know that i'm still limited
by my own demons, i'm hesitating
we're all wearing makeup
but mine is flaking
frankly i'm shaking
cause maybe i don't wanna wake up

and after all this time
can my life finally be mine
i've missed all the ******* signs
i'm surprised i haven't been left behind

so here i stand with you
the one part i could never lose
is it me or you that's hanging on
some day it'll all be gone
and i'll be alone again
and we'll go back
to where it all began
 May 2019
BPIII
So much time has past and years are between us yet , I can still see her face as I turned and walked away.

Was it really just a dream.......
This one is about my first true love , I woke from a dream recently. I was walking away from her, I felt it all day.
 May 2019
Chloe Habig
All my dreams are nightmares
of crashing planes and long lost lovers.
Locked in the reality of nothing,
I'm forced to watch my silent wretched screams
That I cannot seem to quash.

 Yearning for amnesia,
there's always one last thought of devilish crystal eyes.
Yet near this dreamcatcher,
Ravenously feeding the deepest, darkest hour of pain, 
Each taunting tale of terror burns like acid rain.

 All my dreams are nightmares and love's a myth. 
My only genuine faith is in the ghosts I'm with.
Sometimes they may appear using my personal traits.
Almost reassuring, but I know it's the guise of wraiths 

Ringing like a death knell, but it's the alarm that's calling
 Easing the dread for a while, come the dawn of mourning
 Needing the reality of nothing, for all my dreams are dead
 I try to quell my racing heart and find sanity's thread

 Gone, for now, those memories, for daylight's my antisera 
Hostilities will resume though, come the next chimera 
They'll re-emerge in the night and show me horror and loss 
Macabrely leading me, like an effigy, to a burning cross 

All my dreams are nightmares, they're from a cliff to fall 
Reaching for a silent lover, who's back in another's thrall 
Each haunting hour of horror is like those crashing planes 
Stalling before falling, then hideous plumes from flames
 May 2019
Khoisan
A
man
cannot sleep
in
twilights keep
thunderous
clouds
or
counting sheep
where
dreams
are
nightmares
reality
meets
twisting
in
turns
insomniacs
weep
 May 2019
zumee
Last night
I had a dream
that I woke up
from this one
 May 2019
Traveller in time
To my evervesant  dreams of my night ,
my candelabra *** puri skies ,
a barn owls swallows a mouse ,then out of the restlessness of the night,
you came .

The calls of a thrush heard  a. whisper let ,
the Pterosaurs wings take flight ,
we must go ,
Seven sharpened swords loose in the wind to capture the beast ,
as mountains stand ,
and seas are still ,
her wing span ,
her mighty beak ,
Sagas ,
told from Viking lands told of the spell s it haunts this land .
For you my King of Royal blood with seventh sword ,
my King of Love .
With mighty hand you slayed Mosasaurs with one hand .
Now the last Pterosaurs has took to flight

Then my Nobel Queen to darkened skies I must fight .

Over hills and mountains I searched for sun light ,
night turned to everlesant dreams ,
I saw a Pterosaurs once more .

“ You think you’re Queen is safe this night
You think one swift sword will leave me in a pool of blood
I laugh at you’re sorrow for they are misguided and hollow” l

And with these words the Pterosaurs spread it’s wings off
Into the night it flapped it’s wings .

The Pterosaurs formed a nest above a castle on a cleft ,
Our new crowned King who once slayed the Mosasaurs,
on his way to tomorrow’s land to save his Queen now in state reside .
Over that  Castle in their land where. tempers. burnt into a. rabid.  death hollow a darkness crept and would not leave ,
untill the Queen and King made love .

Then all was well and the light returned never to leave when ,
the King and Queen walked hand in hand .

For  God loves the little things ,
our prayers our new tomorrows .

The Pterosaurs when he saw all was well and love reigned once more as
the flowers bloomed ,
the thrush sang
left for evermore .

A rock over looked a castle,
A King and Queen in state ,
a pawn moves and life and death await .
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