sleep

Sleep

Sleep

You elusive soundrel

You wander on the edge of consciousness

Toying with me

Only to dash away at the first twitch

Curse you thy wanton tease

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City of Dreams

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Light and Dark

Welcome to the City of Dreams

All full of nightmares, daydreams, and schemes

Whatever you dream; it’s a wonderful theme

Whenever you want; you’re always the king

 

Lie down and sleep your pain away

Forget your past, forget the day

Here the only toil is play

It’s easy to come here, there’s many a way

 

Become the hero you wanted to be

Without actually being what you see

In this world only, can you be free

Stay with us, is our only plea

 

Be rich, be naughty

Be powerful, be haughty

Live in this dream, decaying body

No one will care if you’re a bit dotty

 

It’ll be too late, when you finally know

You’re not in control; was only a show

So just sit back, and go with the flow

While we take you to an all-time low

 

Down the rabbit hole

                Into the earth

                       Shadows will blind you

                                Now what was this worth?

                                                           Life is so fleeting

                                                                  Death is now eating

                                                                                    Living and dying

                                                                                             Laughing while crying

 

 

Fall into madness

    Can’t tell the difference

Between night and day

               Between real and fake

Between right and wrong

                       Between sky and cake

There is no difference

                                       Only existence

Nothing to do

 

 

But dream

 

 

 

The City of Dreams…

 

Welcome to The City of Dreams…”

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Sleep, My Love

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My Love

Just close your eyes

And sleep away your fear

In dreams, no-one dies

Don’t worry, I’m still here

Come morning light

You need not have a care

Because all will be alright

I’ll dry away your tears

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Evensong

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Just For Fun

The day is done

The night has come

The haste is gone

And peace has won

The light, it fades

To evening shades

The harvesters reap

But soon will sleep

The night must prevail

Over hill and dale

So that the sun

Tomorrow can come

And so that time won’t seem so long

I sing to you this evensong

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Music and Light

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Love

Hours of silent music playing soft between my ears

A cacophony of symphony that no one else can hear

Notation’s expiration too instant for my reprise

Lauding life’s small moments as I gaze into the skies

 

Shadow fall steals soundlessly upon a deafening world

Luminosity glowing brilliantly upon a beautiful girl

Headlights highlight tenderly our forms within the field

While we lay together, and to the night-sleep yield  

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Within the far off landscapes of a dream.

Within the far off landscapes of a dream
where the mind crosses the void of rationality
into surreality
as the imagination flows like a bending winding
mountain stream
that we sail upon and journey
through the curtain of the unconscious
to release our deepest hopes as desires
that transpire
drwan from the rich tapestry of life.

Peter Dome.copyright,.2012.

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Afternoon Nap

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Wulfman Adventures

I would like to draw and paint.
I would like to write poetry.
I cannot keep the eyes focus.
I cannot keep the mind open.
The body is in too much pain as well.
So I curl up on the blank canvas.
Snoring- hoping for art to happen as I dream.

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she could be anyones bowling ball

And then ill sleep, sleep till tomorrow
and thats fine with me, ill sleep through the sorrow
ill see the end, the end of it all
and ill watch, watch as these walls fall down
down into rubble and ill cry, cry as the pain enters me
and ill see this world for what it really is
the pain, the pain that enters the void
the sorrow, the sorrow that lasts till tomorrow
and ill sleep, sleep till tomorrow
and ill laugh, laugh as it all falls down
and withers, and burns, turns into ashes that i hold in my sorrow
ill watch as you all fall down
helpless in bed i will sleep till tomorrow i will dream until the end of all days

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I want to say i wrote this, i sort of did & i sort of dident, i actually dreamt this song, i was sleeping & this beautiful woman in white came to me and sang this, i woke up in tears because the way she sang it was just so beautiful words cannot describe.
so in a sense, i only wrote this poem for everyone to see, but the woman in white in my dream actually came up with it.

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Nightmare

Of the disheveled remnants of horrific encounters,
Of the shadow caste, fabricated in haunted recesses of our minds,
Worries, fears, nightmares; block everything but misery,
An amalgam, this horrendous brood of all kinds

Shaking, shaking hysterically, fear uncontrolled.
Frightened and frozen we linger, trapped, alone
Sweating tears of blood; smells of rotten flesh,
A presence, abhorrent; our skin crawls away from the unknown

Hands! Paralyzed, heat leeched away,
Cold! Eyes wide, spasms; waves of pain,
No air; can’t breathe, erratic bass sounds in our ears;
Struggling, must break free, straining…strain…

Alert, awake, upright in bed.
Sweat beads on your skin,
Still frightened, senses still heightened,
Terror. Horror’s conjoint kin.

Silence makes her appearance,
Limbs filled with needle and pin,
Lying back down to sleep,
Trying to avoid dreaming again.

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