#dreamt
I dreamt of our house, which doesn't exist...
I'll light a candle in it and greet the dawn.
I'll feel sad by candlelight. I'll be missed.
I want you'll be near me in our house for long!
I'll walk into the garden, which doesn't exist...
I'll pick white camomiles and make a bunch.
I'll put it on the table. It'll be my feast.
Just fly into my dream! I please you much!
We'll stroll in a forest, which doesn't exist...
I'll mass there an armfull of autumn leaves.
I'll throw them into the sky. They'll be a mist.
And they'll be falling slowly under the breeze.
I dreamt of our house. And maybe is it?
It's somewhere over the hill, green all.
The garden is so very overgrown. I'll revive it.
I'll light the candle for you to come for all.
May 22, 2025
May 22, 2025 at 3:58 PM UTC
Dream-on Dreaming a Dreamers Dream already Dreamt by you the Dreamer.
Jan 17, 2020
Jan 17, 2020 at 2:26 AM UTC
In a bizarre place
The moment I looked to my right
I slowly get to my pace
But before, I took a gaze
I think I saw an angel...
Taking a second glance,
I notice closed-folded wings
Well now I'm sure,
He's my guardian angel
One word:
Purity. To describe him
That look in His eye,
Chilling my nerves
Fulling the sight
Oh, eye-to-eye
Wavy, curly hair
Brown and blonde fair
With length up to chin
Such gracious Mr. 'Him'
Small lips
Bright scene
Ambience light
Feelings aright
Pointed nose
Moreno skin
Like those, calm,
Tanned in the seashore
Glowing, aura around him
A mesmerizing sight
His eyes, pure, innocent light
Oh Love, how I love you
Singnifying Almighty's presence
Worn, fine-linen robes
I'd like to touch, to feel
His warmth, emanating
From his to me
I'd like to---
Smiles, I hugged him(!)
I just did it(!), out of love, joy
It seems fast, fast yet slow
His expression, quite surprised, yet not
But his eyes, that concern he has
I see= compassion (love)
Oh how I wish to be just like that,
Forever, with God, Jesus
Meanwhile, a hope remains,
"Someday"
I came to my retreat,
I noticed a single folded li'l paper
He held, opened
In mine's interpretation, it reads,
(promises he'll keep,)
No matter what,
I'll send to proclaim thy message
Whenever one need thee
(and many more, I left unnoticed )
~
Then he made me feel,
I have to go somewhere
Where?
God knows
How?
God knows
Then in a distance
I saw a woman approaching
So beautiful,
Of course, hey, she's my mother
She led me
God, and angels,
They lead me
I dreamed of this, and now I dreamt it
( in the end, what matters to me is that even once, I know God is with me. And love follows wherever I go)
Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 7:21 AM UTC
Under the night in Paris,
I dreamt.
The man that I love came to me,
giving me all the hope that I've wished,
a love from him,
from his whole heart.
Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 12:26 PM UTC
trademarked fingertips
your fingerprints
lips linger with lust luxurious
excruciating heat
of exfoliating sleep
peels layers of age and worry
slumber of silent lace
and your embrace
of slow paced laughter
is lime green rhymes
I wish of time
remember then that before the after
when there was happy
but ignored the matter
the sweats you let me borrow
tomorrow threatens better judgement
better such that bitter words stint
careful hurt get, if you don't feel it
there's no right answer to this
Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 11:32 PM UTC
i dont know what i dreamt about
i just know that it was about you
it’s always you
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 11:40 AM UTC
*I dreamt of...
A black sea
With a barren land
A red sea
With bloodshed sand
A green sea
With flourished tropical jungle and
A blue sea
With puff filled teary sky
I am not sure if the last one I saw was a dead sea?*
©sim
Nov 1, 2017
Nov 1, 2017 at 1:13 AM UTC
Another day
passed away
without giving me
enough time
to start my dream
Another night
passed away too
with fright
over nightmare
I dreamt
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 12:23 PM UTC
Dreamt of you,sweetheart...
the most beautiful girl ,whom i love...
who lives always inside the heart and the mind...
came to me ,visited my dreams...
came as white angel seemed...
with her beautiful dress...
thinner grace...
dressing here white amazing dress...
covered all,with a gold and ruby...
as she in her wedding...
came as a gentle morning's wind...
which gives a new life to another day...
and a hope into all souls..
teeter in her walks and rolls...
not fakes..
truly just happily...
walking as angel..
angel walking on this earth..
giving a happiness,through her smiles and laughs...
happily angel came to me..
looked to her while my heart beats so fast..
beats because of her pretty beautiful looking...
and her amazing voice which drew me...
quickly run to her..
hold her to warm me..
that warm which i miss from a long age..
looked into her eyes..
with my happily passivity eyes...
because of the missing to her...
and begged her to stay with me..
never to leave me away...
sweetheart...
i'm lonely without you..
can't live this life..
need you as the needing to this life...
you taught me the love to this world...
how to be in love with you...
so, please beg you..
don't leave again...
don't stop my world...
on those past memories...
looked at me...
with a nice sweet smile at her lips...
and said...
don't worry sweetheart..
never ever to do..
how could i do ,while my heart captured by yours...
never to feel a life without you..
and said more and more..
more words that gave me happiness to hear...
faraway i am now from you..
but with you always wherever you are...
feeling you as you are always with me..
but please forgive me my darling...
if i can't be there with you..
but i will keep loving you,how long it was...
as i am now..
here with you into your dreams...
strange night...
felt as i owned this world all...
sweet dreams...
that i wish to live always with you...
good morning sweetheart ...
hazem al ..
Jan 11, 2017
Jan 11, 2017 at 3:02 AM UTC
I woke up in a dream,
from a dream,
where I dreamt I had died.
I felt free.
I was air.
I was water.
I had no body, no soul, & no mind.
I felt alive & then I woke up, feeling dead.
Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 11:17 PM UTC
Raindrops now sprinkle an earlier day’s
suicide, so too, lightning strikes my beer can.
And come the moment where I’d wished the
moon there, I’d yet to find the means to seize
it. It’s an unwelcome catharsis as our cratered
dream, along with the car, the keys, the
carnal, and caprice, are possessed, tucked a
deep blue jean pocket, and just above your
rear, perfection had I ever traced it; now
untouchable, rendered my choice.
Raindrops now sprinkle an earlier day’s
suicide, so too, lightning strikes my beer can.
Aug 11, 2015
Aug 11, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC
The air smelled sweet of promises
The quill wet and ready
The seat sat empty
The page lay bare
Sweet promises turn decayed expectations
Rotting delusions
Spill through quill
From self-inflicted gaping wounds
The worms seem happy
Dancing in the meat of yesterday's dreams
Jul 2, 2015
Jul 2, 2015 at 10:02 PM UTC
Last night I dreamt about you for the first time.
I dreamt you knew but you still asked me.
You asked me what is really your place in my heart.
I told you not to ask me what you didn't want to know.
Even though I knew you knew.
Even though I know you know.
It is strictly closed awareness context.
And it doesn't matter anyhow.
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 6:23 PM UTC