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      Dreams4free's Poetry

      Even the mountains that penetrate through the clouds
      Are not any more taller -------
      tougher, or violent
      as the ones that have collapsed before the smallest waves

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      A Sunny Disposition



      Try to carry yourself with some more sunshine sweet heart; for life is only a folly with fantastic fortune, what’s the worry? Remember, the good lord is ALWAYS WATCHING YOU.

      “The solemn light of the moon crept upon the windows of the Dining Hall, filling the room with a contrast that brought forth a peculiar atmosphere, but yet, had felt accustom to us. A communal sharing of silence was to be involuntary instigated by the mundane, trifling subject matter detained inaudibly in our thoughts, then this awe inspired memory would be fogged by the impulsive input of passionless interest; serving no cause other than ceasing our mind’s enthusiasm to the reality of that which we all can happily simulate an embrace towards. “How about this weather?” said Josephine, feigning uneasiness and curiosity with her smile. “Oh! Tell me about it, why, doesn’t look like it’s going to let up any time soon.” said Peter, projecting a dismal disposition with his eyes buried in his palms.

      Preceding this came the calamity, came the correspondence, to a world so oblique to the naked eye. Shuttering with an empty smile, craving with a positive incline, the hill had fallen. The light had broken, for dull entrance upon such composite gave for grass hoping glee, a cry and a yelp. Dinner had subsided. Here stood now our family, our friends of familiar fortune, to fix upon frustration; dull aching, but soft was the atmosphere now. Now, our instantaneous comprehension of an unkind reality only appeased our selfish, bastardly love of time. A time, a moment, so relative not in juxtaposition, but in masterpiece of being, the affirmation of that what and is. Bring upon a sea of sorrow, with waves that willow in the wind that only contrast with Mother Nature, the harlot of consequence.
      Mother goose, Olivia, had tended to the acorns on the field for seventeen days until winter had brought forth a harvest of decay. Death was a friend to the farmers, it surmised even the most satisfied soon to see sadness. It sullied the silent ear to its tender, and closed its pores to those who purify expressionlessly. This crop circle of dynamic existence and being presupposed the life not to be lived and the sleep not to be slept.
      Curiosity was the cream of the crop in my fields, survivability was the joker, playing dice with blind judges, and he scorned and danced. “WHAT A JOKE”, “WHAT A BAFFOON” he said. He shot his silver suspenders with the love of his life.
      Inspiration does make the joke of the jester, and the laugh of the liver. For, truly, the pious and bespoke reality to coexist in our empty empire of dirt is of much disdain. To think that I am blind but can hear, to think that I am dumb but can breath, shows an opposite of who we thought we were. Be gone with the grace and leave yourself to the impulses of integrity, we will not oppose what cannot have arms, nor shall we take reason against that who thinks not.
      Where does mother goose bring her joker? Why does curiosity shuffle contemptuously when approached by inspirations folly? THIS IS AN OUTRAGE! Sell the merchant’s hammer and nail it on his backside.



      This year of troubles is not one that I trouble not. This age of assonance I sing with COMPUSLIVE COMPUTING CORDS. I WILL NOT FALL. I WILL NOT SURRENDER TO THE SILVER HAND THAT LIGHTS THE BLACK CANDLE. LIGHT THE WHICK, DEMON, AND SLAY YOUR ONLY HOPE”
      Heath breathed his words upon the pages of his dead father’s diary, whilst whipping his face into a sunny disposition. For the rudeness was his rationality and red tape that consciousness herself marked the objective. His eyes were fire and his nail’s needles; his mind was melancholy, madness with a cute mask that refilled itself with wine that would quench nothing but his timely thoughts.
      What was the rub that brought upon this bright day? Why did the sun bring its small hatchet and break darkness with its dull edge.
      Perhaps, there was a new air for this young man

      “GIVE IT BACK”………………………………………..
















      Examine my crystal ball that will have turned 30 degrees upon the diligent and 60 degrees upon the damned. Thus so that 90 degrees may mark a man damned with diligence, and 120 degrees mark a fan 4 times the shame. Thus so that 150 degrees shades a pale portrait, and thus those 180 degrees turns the other sheets. All movement, may only become, the caveman’s fire, the monkey’s banana, and the soldiers saltine. I have painted destiny in a capsule of ice, and brought forth it in flames.
      “Witch, sell your thread to those who timidly disagree…. I see it with not silvery sphere, but with these eyes that reason beholds like a rose with thorns. What may dazzle that who puzzles may scorn that who unfolds.
      Wisdom, guide reason to the door please, faith awaits him holding her skirt in a knot.

      Word’s that come from the imagination reveals the naked beast that hides in the leaves. Words that come from the beholder shutter under a light. The flesh poorly partridges your meaning, stare at a lake, and try to fall inside. You cling to your damn life like a child does to his abusive mother. You simply, have no other choice, but to restrain your desire with a bare belly. Thos who quote have such a pathetic quietus, yet those who lie, live with such tremendous lineouts of being.
      NOW BESEACH YOUR MAKER OR DIE INFEDEL

      The thoughts of timid time ensnared my love, my will, my reason, with the doors that I unlocked with a key held not so common.
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      "Preceding this came the calamity, came the correspondence, to a world so oblique to the naked eye. Shuttering with an empty smile, craving with a positive incline, the hill had fallen."
      Man I really like this!
      and i'd like it if you read what i've wrote
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      entry 10:45am dcember 9th, 2009

      life is a spiral, watery, deep, bottomless
      deceptive, consuming, brilliant in light.
      love is a trap in the spiral, it consumes,
      leaves you nothing but love.
      embracing nothing but an image of itself
      leaves you empty, defeated.
      sadness is bliss, for its nature is that
      of feeling. No matter how happy i feel,
      nothing feels more real than the sadness that consumes me
      snow is a manifestation of time and condition,
      traping onself, to think wordly. Its condition
      is that of a slowing on, one that, causes you to
      reflect. so i reflect, so i feel more sadness


      The inability to change my character contrasts
      with the lucid dynamic of my existance. at times
      i feel life sliding out of my hands like a wet bar
      of soap, other times i feel life manifesting itself
      outside of my reality, circling around a shadow of itself.
      the stars are shadows, the moon is a shadow, the sun is a shadow.
      what is light?


      Waves crash upon the shore, drawing death and defeat.
      the water receedes like the past, as if the contemplation
      of the instantaneous present is not enough of a distraction
      what is the means to the end. life? the endurance? the false hope?
      forbid thyself a woman, and cast sand into the eyes of the skorpid
      take the snake by his neck and throw him in the dirt
      step on him, spit at him, and show him that you are yourself.
      you need not completion.


      just a stream of subconscious, who knows if any of it makes sense.

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      the wind
      the sky
      the birds
      the trees
      the water
      the scream

      the lake
      the image
      the death
      the horror
      the beauty

      the joker
      the judge
      the gambler
      the witch
      the doctor

      the concept is all the same.
      but the reality is unkind.

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      the cold sheet of time
      a water drop of disguise
      clothed in naked despair of obstreperous denial
      it beckons you
      you step back
      it beckons you
      you embrace it..just once
      then it consumes you.

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      Blue death crawls in the grass
      The green sky hides in the clouds
      the red carpet you can see
      and you walk on it
      like a star
      and you breath on it
      like a star
      and you sleep on it
      like a star

      but what you don't do
      is wrap it up

      and burn it

      like a hero.

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      The children playing in the forest
      are like the old men praying in the church
      they want happiness
      and they want it now.

      I would like to say I'm indifferent to the cycle
      and I can
      because there is no cycle, there is no change.

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      My dream is fleeting fast far away
      But i grab it ! yes! from flight it rests today
      I twirl around in gracious glee
      i beg the good lord to mercy me
      a dreamer
      for these dreams I commit
      I do so willingly
      Because I know
      These dreams are destined
      to become
      reality
      Last edited by Dreams4free; 01-18-2010 at 05:39 PM.

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      jelly jungle brings beautiful days
      it sings it dances and sways
      bananas and cashew nuts
      apples and oranges
      cabbages and cantaloupe
      a feast in jelly jungle
      everyday

      yet suddenly
      it forlornly fumbles astray

      jelly jungle loses its jingle
      it mourns it grieves it starts to decay
      mud pies and apricot
      dirt and mold
      waste and willow
      are left by the fruit flies
      the world it dies
      Last edited by Dreams4free; 01-18-2010 at 05:40 PM.

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      Thoughtlessness
      Depression
      Sloth
      Anxiety
      Desperation
      Necessity

      Happiness------------------------------

      Where do I start?

      How easy it is to express sadness
      Yet how much harder it is to express satisfaction
      bewilders the mind.
      Last edited by Dreams4free; 01-20-2010 at 01:00 AM.

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      Stumble down and fall on a stick
      Jolly 'round and give him a lick
      he ain't listening no more
      dancing round the floor
      after the rooster crow
      then he will know
      what he thought
      whom he got
      he forever
      has lost.

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      Release your Spirit
      Sojourn in your body

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      Peace charms the dreamer
      War entices the thinker
      If your not dreaming or thinking
      you must be awake
      in the middle ground
      doing nothing
      what good is that?

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      Birght candle burns so softly
      blue ocean hangs so lofty
      into the wind
      scare the night with your hazy eyes
      and bless your feet for they give
      a sole of a demise
      the blanket it creeps
      with droopy drops of red
      it spills blood across the bed
      it weeps.. and it scorns
      it has had a war
      of a life
      why, will not you pray
      and forgive yourself today
      things have been rotten
      but i see a light in you
      i see some sort clue
      in your walk
      in your talk
      leather is yellow like your disposition
      mellow holds a shocking motif
      of disbelief
      in you
      ho! there is something more
      there is something i adore
      about you woman
      come upon the sandy sky
      kiss me and together we will die.

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      drifting
      away
      from
      the moonlight
      soaring
      towards
      a
      dark night
      You---- made me feel
      moving...
      approaching either way
      and i shall lay
      beside it
      when i find it
      when i touch it
      when i embrace it!
      then you may sympathize
      and criticize
      but my days are over
      and my job as rover
      subsides betwixt the nimble island.
      that is myself.

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      What is it like to feel nothing?:
      close your eyes
      close your mind
      open the doors
      of disaster.
      and then walk inside
      blind, and dumb.

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      thoughts fill my mind no more
      once I found the cure
      I've simply
      remained
      mute
      Leaving...
      I complexly
      lost the disease
      and actions filled my soul forever

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      Exclamation Enjoyable.

      Wow, I find these all moving and filled with this certain form of 'presence'- like existence.
      "I am a dreamer who has temporarily lost their dreams..."

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      Quote Originally Posted by DreamlessDreamer View Post
      Wow, I find these all moving and filled with this certain form of 'presence'- like existence.
      Thank you .

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      Felt like bumping this thread with another poem.. it certainly has been a while:

      I have scattered images with my brain
      but they still remain
      fragmented pieces of a puzzle
      attached with a frail thread
      I saw a picture
      glued together with my thoughts
      tied into a knot
      it gave out when I tugged --
      So that picture I will remember
      is gone
      and what it was trying to tell me
      has shyly surfaced.

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      Play a note softly so that I may listen closely
      Let it wind through my ears like a boat on a river
      searching for its destination through unfavorable tides

      Grab your paddle and explore the beach;
      The water isn't going to slow down.

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      Here I lay stranded in my thoughts.
      No less, here my thoughts have stumbled and lost themselves in my brain.
      Both are so real, I don't know any more.
      Am I just an instrument of various molecular forces
      A victim
      A... middleman
      Whoever I am, I dare not negate myself,
      Because then... I am no one.

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      Love is ravenous monster who knows no limits
      There is no satiation, feed the iconoclast
      Deviate from joy it burns you
      Embrace your hatred with passion
      Turn the glove not the cheek

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      a most beautiful night, tonight
      hazy, stardriven dark eyes vested with life
      graze like a field the mericful mind of a poet
      These clouds my windows, these stars my sight
      reflections that surround me do hold my glance so tight
      dare i ask the moon and the sun if we can dance
      someday?
      this surreal sky is a beacon that guides us transparents beings
      oh may it guide us, the atmosphere is no echo
      its just a murmur

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