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There are dreams I’ve folded, tucked away tight,
Like old forgotten clothes, out of mind, out of sight.
One dream is my family, proud, happy, and strong,
But in truth, they’re splintered, fighting who’s right, who’s wrong.

Another was of healing, of wearing a vet’s coat,
Or moving the masses with the words that I wrote.
Helping the helpless, animals small and in need,
A life lived in service, a world I could lead.

I dreamt of a wedding, a dress pure as snow,
Walking the aisle, to see your smile’s glow.
I dreamt of a farm, vast and self-sustained,
With crops that thrive and animals well-trained.

But the dream I can’t fold, the one that won’t fade,
Is the thought of a child, a love never swayed.
It’s wrapping gifts from “Santa” late Christmas Eve,
It’s seeing you hold them, as they sleep and believe.

It’s watching them grow, teaching what’s right,
Helping them learn from what keeps them up at night.
This dream, I hold close, though I dare not say,
It lingers with me, every step, every day.

I don’t ask for this dream, nor expect it to be,
But it clings to my heart, a part of me.
Folded, yet vivid, it whispers, not yet,
For some dreams stay alive, though they’re placed in regret.
Raven Kuhn Jan 2
I had
within me a great heart
dreaming
of a family
and a
life much larger
than most.
Originally a blackout poem.
Lizzie Bevis Dec 2024
How strange it is
That I leave you behind,
Yet you remain the reason
For every dream that I chase.
You are a ghost who walks beside me,
Still alive in my memories and hopes.
Your presence echoes in yesterday's stories,
And shimmers in tomorrow's unmapped stars.
You are the footprints to where my heart has led,
And the distant lights glowing from afar.
Your past flows into my future,
To shape me into who I will become.

©️Lizzie Bevis
The DREAMER that is FACING REALITY;
is like EAST meets WEST,
MINUS the CATASTROPHE.
It is MAINLY SAYING THAT;
it is your TIME, and
the TIMING IS NOW!!
FACE YOUR REALITY,
go on, and STAND OUT;
Let the WORLD SEE who
you REALLY ARE.
You have PURSUED and WORKED SO VERY, VERY HARD,
you have come VERY FAR.
SO, what are you gonna do???,
PURSUE YOUR DREAMS or CONTINUE
to WAIT A WHILE,
you have been WAITING
for SO LONG.
SO, what are you
WAITING FOR???
better do it while you can, or
it will FLY
OUT THE DOOR.
So, WIPE the SLEEP out your EYES,
LOOK ALIVE, RISE and SHINE,
Let your DREAMS COME TO LIGHT,
And your FUTURE WILL BE BRIGHT


B.R.
Date: 7/25/2024
Twisting corridors,
doors unknown,
in this dreamscape,
I've flown,
aspirations to explore,
to be discovered, and
so much more.
A Fantasy coming
true of imaginations
are in store.
Just keep on wishing,
what are you waiting for???
A vision of true bliss,
awaits behind closed doors!!!!


B.R.
Date: 10/05/2023
Man Mar 2024
Why does no one trust that I am wise?
When my words are rarely argued,
And I rarely use them to argue.
Only to show truth where there is lie.
And, by my own device, I have
The strength to allow the decision
Not to be brought, but arrived.
I only want you to look at what I see, if
You view and disagree,
Then we both learn something.
That I was wrong, and
You were right.
Carlo C Gomez Jan 2024
~
Then I was a coronagraph

Assuredly shielding the moon

Remembering the solar prominence

Putting those days to bed

Before airing grievances asterisk the universe

Rayleigh scattering overpowers me

Beaches sleep here

Mists inhabit this place

Today my mind has no light, is not part of the saros

I've called off the search, I know exactly where I am

I thought that I was caught by hope and dreams

Then realized I was only passing between them

~
Neuvalence Aug 2023
We wither like embers adrift the winds
With dreams set to depart eastward
Packed bags carrying rations, hopes
You sought to venture:
The beds of roses, bustling lands to scour
Enter the crowds' billowing cheers

In the city's grandeur, eyes glaring upon you
There at the centre, you stood:
Empty in mind.
Your flame roused.
A Silence that could sink you into a grave
Turbulence beneath the weight

Locking yourself into the burrows
We become pale peeking boarded windows
Counting passers-by like sheep
Conversing with them—only in mind
Have you become friendly to the Silence?

I share a dream on a warmer night
To know your docile embrace
And willingness to return
There’s only so much space in the dark

A vision or a memory...
You stood at the pavilion with broken thoughts
Still ready to quell your fears and set it ablaze
And rest yourself into the fissures

Will you miss the Silence when you leave?
I hope to see the flames in my slumber.
I'm back again
Evie G Sep 2022
I cannot wait any longer, a prisoner of dreams.
In a state of nothing, hidden from view
With only a glimpse of sun beams

Held back by the thing that pushes me forward,
Stuck in a stasis,
The hurt inflicted, only a dream could.

Stuck between a want and a need.
Hating whomever planted the seed
The need to be something more.

I can’t sit and wait like a stupid star struck school girl,  
Simmering in a boiling *** of childhood ideologies.

This time, the lobster escapes the *** before it burns its shell.
This time,
A taste of heaven will not drag me to hell.
Eve Nov 2021
We’re at the age where the entire world is trying to mold us
and trying to show us what route we must take and stay until our deaths.
But that decision is not up to them, we are solely responsible for our own
future and our own happiness.
We are held accountable for every decision we make now up to our
last breaths. And I do not know about you, but I’d like to be known
and remembered as a fighter; she who fought all the given odds to become
only what she wanted to became.

-fir.m
Yet another scribble, 2018 was so powerful ****.
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