#dreamworld
In a world where dreams pour out on pages,
A house was built, through countless ages.
Walls of parchment, ceilings of prose,
A storybook shelter, where the mind overflows.
Each room a chapter, each window a verse,
Filled with the whispers of scholars immersed.
Ink-stained floors tell tales untold,
Mysterious adventures in every fold.
A fireplace lit with sketched desires,
Paper flames, yet warm as real fires.
Soft rustles of leaves in a paper breeze,
Crafting a haven for hearts at ease.
From its towering spire of tempera ink,
One can see the stars align and think.
A paper house is fragile, yet strong,
A sanctuary where you truly belong.
Whispers of wisdom in every nook,
Bound together by a bookbinder’s hook.
With open doors to the land of dreams,
In a paper house, nothing’s as it seems.
Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 1:38 PM UTC
In the midst of a summer day,
With the sun gleaming golden brown
I wake up to find a flickering ray,
That interferes with my thinking crown.
I'm sitting down on my bed,
And travelling to far-off harbours
I cannot think of anything else,
But just the magical grandeurs.
I've reached the Crow's shore of Ketterdam,
And am sailing for Hogsmeade
The Ferolind's joltingly reached Nottingham,
And I'm not thinking of nothing else.
The purple tulips, the marvellous castle,
All shiny on a shining day
The wind's whistles, the leave's rustle,
All make me delightful on this day.
The world seems so tiny,
From up above the blue skies
The Firebolt I'm now riding,
Seems to supress the little lies
I used to take in as a child.
Suddenly everything's so harsh,
I think I'm in the land of the White Witch
I crave for Turkish Delight so hard,
That I know not of the awaiting risk
Into the dark castle, as the daughter of eve.
I was so lost in the mysterious magical whirlwind,
I think I've travelled far, but not even a mile
When I open my eyes, I clearly see the still wind
Of dust, crime and fraudulence all in a pile
That tempts me to snivel for the fair play,
Since I'm the lost girl and the world, a treacherous display.
Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 2:14 AM UTC
Goodnight starlight
Bring my dreams closer through your depth of night.
Shroud me in your shadows and bring peace upon my conscience
Lay me to sleep with the crickets songs so constant
Echoing scenes dance before me
Really of what really means all the more to me.
The figment red battles of my complex curiosities
Never to be spoken and only felt within,
To never have the daylight courage to act upon a whim
But lucidly the barriers are broken and so ****** myself into them do I,
For tonight,
in my mind,
Soon then they come to life.
My dizzying vehemence leads me down a corridor, o’ wanderlust,
Minds eye to explore, always searching to know more and more
About myself, my subconscious desires,
Emotions set a flame, a giant roaring fire.
Minutes feel like eternity,
In a world of abstract autonomy,
Down the rabbit hole, over the moon,
Back through the green pastures,
Deep into the woods.
Come across a fiddle and a laughing pooch.
Oh what nonsense this dream has overtook
I’m stirring in my bed,
most never really do make sense,
The tone then changes and the dish ran away,
Some other entity emotions have come out to play.
Before I can greet them and ask for their motive
Daylight comes through and glistens o’er them.
A new day to start and with no recollection
Of the hallucinations that guided me away and away and away.
Tonight I’ll dream deeper to meet those entities,
Decipher what they’re meaning and what they mean to me.
Oct 30, 2018
Oct 30, 2018 at 12:26 AM UTC
There is a place where i go whenever i feel like,
where joy dwells and happiness grows,
where i keep my treasures,my secrets and my cheers,
away from this world nowhere near.
The only place i can call my own,
where i am its queen and no one to fear.
Where everything is possible ,
with no wear and tear,
Peace here is no extreme,
which i proudly call ‘My Dreams’.
Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC
Can’t escape her,
not even in my dreams.
Last night she was there,
in my dream,
I was crying,
these eternal tears,
& instead of running away from me,
she took my head placed it on her shoulder,
& told me she was there for me & always would be.
Then I woke up.
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May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 7:56 PM UTC
If I asked you to come with me,
travel overseas,
to a place where we could be who we wanted to be
where nobody put us down,
nobody told us "You can't make it,
be realistic,
and stop acting silly."
we could kiss all day,
make love all night,
be young,
and be free,
like fish in the sea
if I told you nobody could part us,
nobody could hurt us,
we could be ourselves,
nothing to be blamed
you could live your dreams,
and be with me,
how would it be?
If I told you "Let's go",
Would you take my hand,
come with me,
into this world...
For all eternity?
Let's go, my love
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 7:35 AM UTC
some nights
I dream of worlds
that must have come from childhood fairy tales
people work happily in various trades
politicians are actually fighting for their citizens
to make life easier and more rewarding
skin color does not matter
nor does religious orientation
a person’s character creates distinction
women don’t live in fear of getting *****
nobody is sold into slave labor or prostitution
education is of high quality and free
from grade school to college
financed by affluent corporations
whose shareholders just get a bit less
when I wake up
I recognize
the dream was just a dream
our reality is different
Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 2:57 PM UTC
i am in a world, a dream world
my eyes are closed but i am awake
this world is so close to the world i have always dreamt of living in...
i can feel the joys and sorrows of life
yet it's so different from the world i am living in
i want to be a part of this world ,forever
Here i am , with my eyes closed, my mind relaxed
i can think what i want to,i can feel what i want to and i can desire what i want to...
it's a pleasure to experience this...
i am luxuriating in this world of mine,
with no hassles, no obstacles,
no tension,no frustration,
it's just a world of xpectations and negotiations.
with my eyes closed, I can feel the outer world,
the one blessed with fakeness,mistrust and selfishness...
but i am proud to have a world of my own,
that inspires me to create wonders in every world that i step into...
Aug 13, 2015
Aug 13, 2015 at 4:00 PM UTC
*From far away has come
what lies beneath Dreamworld~
Inimical insomnia rises from below.
Lyrical temperance painted on walls,
walls of wonder, walls of gold.
Perseverance seizes my dryness
written alone with kitten ink~
And steals these sentiments of shyness
Speaking with an internal imp,
Rhythmical synthesis, words suddenly cringe.
And slowly we become rivers,
we become photographs without sun~
I release my eyes on your throat,
Reflections without borders,
*********** behind God.
My decadence prayed for madness,
and knock on thine heavenly doors~
But what are we but just a lonely song?
A little music lost, a melody untold
But all and by all, we were just like tracks in the snow.*
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 4:01 AM UTC