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Don't be amazed by what I am about to say.
We all dream, like we all breathe. The day,
That we don't do so, is when we are no longer.
We're gone with the wind, done, and we are
Sunk, dumped in the quick sand; we died in the war.
We're nobody, deceased; and there's no future.
No more dreaming...

We all dream; nobody really knows where dreams
Come from. Dreams just happened, fled like steams,
Appeared and disappeared like the errant clouds.
We dream all night long, sometimes we remember
Them; most of the time we forget them. The crowds
Can't forget the star; like the chorus, and the master.

We all dream night and day, while standing or sitting.
We all dream while resting, but don't remember a thing.
We all dream of a better life, and a better spouse.
We all dream of a nicer car, and a bigger house.
We all dream of better days and a better tomorrow.
We dream of better health, more fun, joy, and less sorrow
And better everything and much better living.


Copyright © February 2016 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Moe Sep 23
a number like a bruise on the underside of memory  
a barcode tattooed on the back of a dream  
And the echo of a name you forgot to forget  

six legs of an insect crawling across the ceiling of thought  
five fingers clenched around a stolen cigarette  
five again, because repetition is punishment, is ritual, is comfort  
three seconds before the door slams shut  
two eyes watching from behind the mirror  
one is the self, fractured, refracted, renamed  

655321  
not a number, but a sentence  
not a sentence, but a silence  
not a silence, but a scream with the volume turned down  

the world turns in loops  
milk drips from a broken glass  
a Beethoven symphony plays in reverse  
and somewhere, someone is laughing  
but it’s not joy, it’s not mockery  
it’s the sound of gears grinding in the machinery of remorse  

I am not I  
I am 655321  
I am the sum of my subtraction  
the residue of my rebellion  
the ghost in the system  
the system in the ghost  

and still
the number pulses  
like a heartbeat  
like a countdown  
like a name I never chose  
but always answered to.
you said
it would work out.

it didn’t.

i hate
that i knew
i’d be right.
a follow-up to an event that hasn't happened yet.
you mock my pain,
cheering me on.
like —
for real.

i’m annoyed.
a bit hurt.
disappointed,
because my first attempt
didn’t work.

you tell me it’s okay —
when it’s not.
you say it’s an easy fix —
i know it is.
yet i sit in the grump,
because i wasted time,
energy,
looking forward to this.

if it’s a let-down,
you say, ten percent of it is.
i say, ninety —
so you argue,
i’m too pessimistic.

bite me.
this one is about those annoyingly positive people.
RT Naintial Sep 20
how cruel of you to exhaust moments of delight into staying here
forever.
It can't.
Joy,
delight,
excitement,
laughs,
smiles,
sunshine,
happiness are all fleeting emotions. They come by as a swift of wind to kiss you so impressing that you may be tempted.
You may be tempted to make it last.
happiness is a part of nature that we solmely feel,
you cannot make it last.
CE Uptain Sep 20
Love is more than words,
there may be tears
Love isn’t done in one night,
you work on it for years
It’s the little things you do,
to let them know you care
The hugs and the kisses,
locking eyes with loving stares
It may bring hard times,
when you only have each other
There will be the joy,
of knowing there is no other
Love is a flame,
you can’t let it go cold
You keep the spark alive,
so it never gets old
Love is those memories,
the kisses and the nights
It is two lives brought together,
bells, whistles, and flashing lights
Love is everything,
the journey may bring
The everlasting promise,
beyond the diamond ring
Make love in your heart,
for the one you love every day
Take the time, live your dreams,
so that love will always stay

9/20/25
My morning write for the day.
When lovers marry,
their joy becomes my sorrow,
I curse you, silent.
We could also marry, we could have joys too, I would not curse you...
Asher Sep 14
i return to write with a brand new pen,
the paper’s different, yet i begin again.
this time it’s someone who makes me smile,
not the chaos i held for a lonely while.

your room was messy, his is neat,
you made me cry, he makes joy complete.
he respects me, you pushed and yelled,
he loves his family, your heart rebelled.

he shuns the fight, you loved the gun,
he’s my angel, you were no one.
and yet for a year i held your flame,
blind to god, playing your game.

but now i’m free, my heart’s in light,
i left the darkness, embraced the right.
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