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DREAMS ARE FREE - AN ASYLUM FOR POETS
4 years ago
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PLEASE SHARE HERE YOUR OWN OR OTHERS / with permission / DREAM POEMS ...

Love,

Sunrise Sunrise

4 years ago

don't go away

the dream is near

don't go away

the trees grow green

don't go away

the grasses burn

again

with colours

of flowers

and

butterflies


Stay

stay for a moment yet

let the dream begin

let the trees grow green

let the grasses burn to the end

with colours of flowers and butterflies

 

/ Krystyna Postawa /

 



This post was modified from its original form on 06 Sep, 3:24
4 years ago

Just now I come back silently
whence the mallows and the lilacs bloom.

Just now I see again my home,
inside you and my dreams.

The flame of the candle shivers on the table,
In the corner hides a new day,
And you are, you wait you dream,
And you yearn and dream like noone.

Just now you come back in the morning,
whence on the meadows the dew glitters.

Just now you see again us,
another world, other lilacs.
As if all is like it was,
As if still the day isn't on.
But you know you'll wait and dream,
You'll dream still like noone.

/ Krystyna Postawa /

 

4 years ago

I'm dreaming...

in the land of whispers...

where fanasy is everything I need

to live on...

I'm dreaming...

and my dreams take me away

to another world...

Who am I?

I can't remember...

I'm lost in my dreams...

4 years ago

In an island that is my home,

I wait for my dreams to come true.

And while I wait,

I've got nothing else to do

than to dream on and on and on.

Dreams are the doors,

fantasy is the key,

to a place were I don't have to wait

for my dreams to come true

4 years ago

Island Dream

 

Cloths of Heaven Had I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

 

From: Cloths of Heaven by W.B.Yeats



This post was modified from its original form on 20 Nov, 15:20



This post was modified from its original form on 20 Nov, 15:22
4 years ago

Thank you Dear Marta and Dear Rita - wonderful words and images

Love,

Krys

Thanks
4 years ago

Thank you so much for inviting me dear friend. I read all your dreams and about dream. Its very beautifully presentation by you. Nice and beautiful picture you putted here. Very beautiful.

4 years ago

Thank you so much Dear Roshani

Love,

Krys

4 years ago

What a lovely poem Krystyna.  Thanks so much to a gifted poet.