Thread: A lucid dream poem

nice. hope its ok if i copied it onto my presentation at helgon.net ^^ (a swedish web community)

I don't mind at all. Do whatever you want with it. I create solely for the sake of creating.

i love it. Wirte more.

Originally posted by Barbizzle
i love it. *Wirte more.

All right, how's this?


In the darkness of nightfall I stare at the ceiling
As I wait for fatigue to take over my head.
Then I lose all the worries that life has me feeling
And I start to forget my existence in bed.

I begin to imagine myself as a being
Free of all of the fears and the angst of the earth.
On this planet of mine I create what I'm seeing
And to all the sensations I feel I give birth.

I have no obligation and no limitation.
There is nothing to tell me what I cannot do.
Creativity gives to me full liberation,
Total access to everything, ancient and new.

yaya i love it again. Maby you coudl wirte a very sensational one next time.. Talking abotu hypnogoci immegry and SP. Taht owudl be cool.

I don't know what hypnagogic imagery is like and I've only experienced sleep paralysis once...kind of.

I love it!
You're good.

Now off I go to undertake
A quest of my creation
To worlds without a hint of hate
Or needless domination.
A peaceful place of joy and love,
Utopian oasis.
Who cares if this is all a dream?
The dream has been the basis
Of all the progress man has made
In all of his existence.
If man wants peace he'll surely need
His revery's assistance.
Just think of Martin Luther King,
Of all his dream has given.
And as he dreamt so too I dream.
By dreams we must be driven.
The dream enriches waking life
Like dreams that life enriches.
With dreams we build the mountains high
Instead of digging ditches.
With so much beauty in this world
We can't afford ignoring,
No hatred stands the slightest chance
When man goes dream-exploring.

Not quite sure, but I think this belongs in the Artist's corner rather than GD..however its borderline so don't smack me for it =P

Well written, by the way

Hey there, it's strange because I've felt the exact same way about dreaming in general, I wrote a poem about it all, I might post it some time if I'm not too lazy. Keep up the work though.

Originally posted by Revero
I got bored in German class so I wrote this poem:


As I lie in my bed exploring a dream,
In my own reality worlds,
I can soar like a glider, walk through a wall,
And seduce some beautiful girls.

I am god of my own perceptual state;
My hallucinations are mine.
I am free, I can be whatever I want;
I become my only divine.

There is nothing to limit, save for myself,
My imagination and thought.
This is liberty at its farthest extreme;
I can find whatever I've sought.

Then I wake to the godless world of the real,
To the rules of physics and law.
But although once again I feel these constraints,
I will not forget what I saw.

It's nice. Mind if I post it at another website forum? And can I email it to my friends?

Originally posted by DarkMind
It's nice. Mind if I post it at another website forum? And can I email it to my friends?

Go ahead. As an anarchist communist, I don't believe in intellectual property rights. Anything I write can be freely copied, distributed, modified, etc. I write solely to get my ideas out there, not to restrict their usage. It would be nice if you said where you got it from though.

Originally posted by Revero

Go ahead. As an anarchist communist, I don't believe in intellectual property rights. Anything I write can be freely copied, distributed, modified, etc. I write solely to get my ideas out there, not to restrict their usage. It would be nice if you said where you got it from though.

Hey thanks,
I will mention that you wrote it ----- I will mention your nick

I do so like well-written meter. Good show, Revero.