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my heart was summoned last night.
it beat against my chest,
aching to reach you
and fall under your spell.
or, maybe,
it could have been
all in my head.
In a perfect world
you never had to leave
and the days without you
wouldn't be 62 but zero

In a perfect world
I wouldn't be hours away
only a single step, which I'd take
and finally hold you in my arms

In a perfect world
I'd take you from that house
And you wouldn't have two seperate egg cartens
But one

In a perfect world
I'd hold you during nights
you'd burn yourself with liquor
and love you until you felt it

But in reality
I can only wake up
For my friends
In the true perfect world, we dont know each other
Because you were never hurt and there was no need for me to listen
Long ago, I had a dream,
That I have up on now
Because I couldn't even breath.
I was being crushed by the expectations.

It just made me scream
But the voice didn't leave my mouth
'Cause my whole energy went to handle the weight,
That was above me.

Disguised as a light beam,
I, then saw hope.
Being weak and shattered,
I could not follow it.

Because of the weight, each inch I lean,
The pain worsen.
I was too tired to even cry,
Or even to try.

To feel this, what could it mean?
The dream of a teen only existed in memories now.
And you know what that dream was to?
It was to live and not to survive...
I am reminiscing  
About the warmth of our torsos kissing
When you woke me from my slumber
To go slow dancing in the rain
There were gentle drops falling
Into a beautiful morning
And my mind seemed at ease
Knowing we are loving
Beyond this lucid dream

DLR &
10.10.2025
☼ ♡ ƸӜƷ ❀ ♬
An Actual Lucid Dream
snipes 7d
A natural high,
taking my breath away,
just to feel a little bit more
alive.
Barreling ceilings through thin tin cans, housed by powered propellers, aiming aggressively.
Battling density as instruments fail, swans start singing,
providing lucid dreams purposely.
If tonight was the end of the last day, then I lay my head to the made bed, wishing for a greater spiritual journey, searching for the love, I’ve once found in a new way.
in my head,
i’m elsewhere,
down in mexico,
on the beaches
of acapulco,
wrapped in the sun’s
golden warmth,
half-buried in sand.

in the maldives,
where palm trees lean
to greet me
and the ocean glows —
ridiculously turquoise.
it steals my breath
as i stare at a sky
robbed of ceilings.

in tahiti,
in crystal clear water,
lulled by the waves,
later, in a hammock,
a paperback droops
from my lap
and the memory of worries
is whisked away.

but it’s only a dream.
i wake to misery —
the storm outside
raging like a beast.
like a caterpillar
curled in its cocoon,
i pull the covers close
and let myself drift
deeper into sleep.
this one is about a rainy weekend spent indoors.
A nuclear war is as dumb as a bad dream
Nobody will live to see the fatal effect of such a steam
War is criminal. War is inhumane and deadly
And rich nations will be as poor as dead shells in the sea
Everyone agrees that war is suicidal
Everyone agrees that war brings mortar, anger
Hunger, pain, suffering, death, horror and terror
But a nuclear war is deadlier, nastier and bloodier
More painful, more criminal, more diabolical
More devastating, more witless and more evil
Human being was born to put things together
To build, not to annihilate and not to ******
God created humans to make the world better
Not to destroy, not to burn or to shatter
A nuclear war would be a total disaster
No human is really dumb to have such a war
Let's swear not to have a **** one. We can roar
Like lions to scare off the tigers. We can fistfight
All we want. The best way to test our might
Is to dialogue, to talk to each other like humans
To avoid the ruins and to find lasting solutions
A nuclear was is a universal nightmare
War does not solve anything in the deep stratosphere
Frankly, a nuclear war is absolutely unnecessary
Wake up people to smell and inhale the coffee.

Copyright © February 2016 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
The sea of life is ever-changing --
Calm waters, without warning, roil and churn;
Helplessly we watch our dreams pulled under,
While others drift to sun-baked shores and burn

But don't allow defeat to rule your life,
Silence your heart's disillusioned screams,
Youthful warrior,  don't give up the fight --
Brave the onslaught to defend your dreams

Everyone has dreams that beg fulfillment  --
Ambition prods us on toward that grand prize
That's just beyond our grasp, and so we dream,
And dream we must till death closes our eyes

And you, dear ancient mariner, take heed --
Let no one convince you you're too old
To chase those dreams that you have held so dear . . . .
Now raise those weathered sails, let them unfold

O, what possibilities await,
So rig the mast while hope's bright beacon streams;
Chart your course (and may you have fair winds)
Now sail away aboard your Ship of Dreams!
Echoink Oct 2
I wish
I had my own house
in a quiet corner of the world—
with a waterfall singing,
trees standing still,
and birds carrying my secrets in their wings.

A place where I had my own freedom—
to breathe without fear,
to cry without shame,
to laugh without limits.
To wear whatever I want,
to do anything weird,
to simply exist as me.

A place where my emotions could live—
to show love without hesitation,
anger without guilt,
sadness without silence,
uneasy without pretending.

I wish
I had my own life to live,
not just to survive—
not scared,
not disappointed,
not hiding my heart behind masks,
not pretending to be strong
when I just want to be free.

I wish…
I had my own life.

S.Tara.R
Sometimes achieving our own rights feels like impossible dream
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