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Kavitanjali
Chain Poem
Dream on
A rule book full of dos and don’ts A mind that’s full of wills and won’ts A heart that’s full of love unspent A world that’s full of hatred, vent Oh for a breath of honest air And a whiff of true love rare Swati
They say that
love makes the world go around Tango
One rarely
looks, so seldom sees ~ Twilah ~
There'll always
be someone around
If poetry be the food of love , write on If dreams be refuge from sorrow , dream on Everynight I keep two soulful eyes awake in me Daydreaming of true love and pleasures to be. Thriving on made- to- order -dreams of you Editing their sorrow,adding abundant joys anew. Again and again a silly llttle dream I see That you TOO ,dream ,a little dream of me. *** Muse***
Let me
be a dreamer today Clouds
of thoughts flying astray For
realities are born of dreams However
uphill it may seem Break
those walls and build the bridges Undeterred
by the oncoming glitches Dream
on, for they will see the light of the day Somewhere, somehow, someway, someday!
Rakhi
Dreams they come in the dead of night Tango
Never listen to your dream
O seller of dreams on the streets no more Hawking your paper dreams, door to door You sold me the moon, you sold me the stars True love, eternal youth and potions in jars O seller of dreams I miss your alluring cries Come sell me your dreams,quote any darn price. Muse
A
price for a dream you ask of me
alas mortal eyes can all but see
for in my dreams are painted dragons
scorching wheels of gold-digger's wagons
there are wailing cries of prisoners too
and sobbing sighs of sinners in the pew
my dreams are real and of the flesh
realities and mockery of life enmeshed
so think before you talk of buying
many a woman has died trying
Pontius Pilate
Sometimes dreams can be so frightful
As nightmares in the land of the wakeful .
Sometimes dreams bring upon visions
of love, life and ambitions
Sometimes dreams are just dreams
like flickering shadows and moonbeams .
My dreams are so real they soar
On wings of love causing no uproar .
Agatha Lai
Flitting over a world of war Dreams of peace seek a portal To enter the minds of mortals. To stop the evil in mens' hearts, To give hope to all, together and apart, Dreams of hope on golden wings Fly from the minds Of many, Only to break against a silver pane Of glass betwix the him and her All because of a difference In color, race, and religion. ~ Ronnie ~
When dreams are shattered to pieces
Dreams are crazy, dreams are wild, Some too deep & some just mild! In our li’l hearts, these dreams dwell & with joy, makes our hearts swell . Ever wondered, what dreams are made of, With which substances hard or rough?
Chirping birds with painted wings,
A sumptuous nap on the back of Sphinx,
Living a wonderful, vibrant life
A Christmas cake to cut with a knife,
A journey on the clouds in the sky so blue,
To be lost in the woods without a clue
A litter of puppies licking my face
A long dress of delicate white lace
A pretty butterfly whispering in my ear,
Lots of shiny gift boxes to tear
To speak to the flowers and smile to them,
A crown of wishes studded with a gem
A nice little friend to speak to me,
Lots of beautiful things to see
Stars winking from the night sky,
If things never had to die--
Thousands of chocolates in a trough,
These are what dreams are made of !!
~Sohini~
I
know they are illusions,
Payal
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