Tag Archive: dream


Living Pages

He was speaking to her

She knew it in her heart

But he only lived on the pages

Reality tore her apart

Dream Job

Why is it that I wonder what I feel I could be?

To do what I love and maybe love what I do

To be able to do what some are able to

To work buy don’t feelit as work

To pursue what I feel fits me truly
In this world of practicality

I wonder what might have been

Or what could be

If I do what I truly want

Our Conversation 

I looked in his eyes and saw reflections of me

Does he understand? Does he truly see?

What we could be

I and he.
I say I love him, I said it shamelessly 

I feel light, I feel free

His eyes seem to smile happily.
His mouth parted as if he was about to say something

Then I woke up hearing my own heart breaking.

One Wonderer

I look up to the sky

Wondering if I could ever be

What I wanted

What I dreamed of

Or will I be one of the wonderers

Always thinking

Always dreaming of what could be

But Why?

But why would I want anyone else

When there is only him?

Why would I look elsewhere

When I only have him in my dreams?

But why would I cry?

Or be shy?

When I truly loved only him

Awake And Dreaming

I keep dreaming while awake and asleep

My mind is elsewhere

Flying to and from

I can imagine many things 

And then get lost

And if they ever came true

Then what a wonderful sight it could be

Stretched

I gaze high up at the sky

My arms outstretched 
I reached for the stars, the moon, the comets

The planets danced

Took a quick glance

And made a staircase to the heavens
I climbed and stretched some more

Sleepless Eyes

And I closed my eyes and nodded off to dreamland

But deep inside I’m wide awake

The night stretches to morning

While I pretend to sleep

He Is A Dream

He is a dream I prefer always

Why I can’t wait to fall asleep

He is a dream I wish for every night 

If he doesn’t come, I weep

I am a star crossed voyager

On her way to falling

And I don’t mind the fall

If it’s him that comes a calling

Over My Head 

I climb the Eiffel tower

They say I’m over my head or going under.

I dream of lollipop rainbows and unicorns at play

They say I’m being childish, getting worse every day.

I guess this is true

But if you lose your imagination, 

Where and what does that leave you?

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

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The single speaks her mind

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