D.r.e.a.m.s

DREAMS… WHO says it’s not real?

 

 

What is real then?

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Lost In That Dream

I WAS reciting a poem. It was an impromptu. Then I told myself that I should write this down because it seems beautiful. So I did. I wrote the poem.

Upon writing it, I told again myself that I should remember this poem. I should memorize this one; because I knew that I was dreaming. Yes, I’m in my dream. I really should remember this. Please don’t forget this one. This is such a lovely poem, I told myself. Please..
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The Dream I Used To Dream

WHEN I was younger and knew nothing about such.. I used to dream. We all dream, dream, and dream. Dreams which made us happy. Dreams which pump us with so much gasoline. Dreams which never run out of energy. Unlimited dreams.

And there are nights when I used to think what I dreamed when I was younger and still oblivious to the meaning of the word.. Dream.

Yes. When I was younger I thought dreams are true. I mean.. dreams will happen eventually. I thought that when I dream, it would really happen. That when I dream, it”ll be what I’ll face. But reality proves me wrong. I am wrong.

Time and such add up. I am terribly wrong. I wanted to cry but I’m not a child anymore. Besides, what will you think? That I cried because I didn’t understand the word dream? That I cried because I was wrong? If I’m still a toddler maybe I’ll cry but now I’m being mature.. I’m acting as what people in my age do.

The nights when I thought of my dreams.. this is one of those nights. As a child, of course I dream of a lot of things.

I can still remember when someone asks what I wanted to be, I’ll say I wanted to be an astronaut. I love the night sky. I love to look at the moon. I wanted to wear what they wear; those bulky clothes and I really love that uhm helmet, the glass on their faces. I wanted to fly and wonder how they did it. Then I’ll ask, “Are there astronauts in the Philippines?”

I heard a lot of kids wanted to be a teacher because they want to teach children, too. A lot of kids wanted to be a doctor because they want to help others. A lot of kids wanted to be a police because they wanted to caught the bad people. Those professions never crossed my mind.

When I reached middle school.. I dreamed of being a doctor, for once it finally crossed my mind. But I hated Science and such. I’m afraid to blood and stuff. I just wanted that thing hanging in their neck that when you put in your ears, you’ll hear funny sounds which will made you giggle.

When I reached high school.. I dreamed of being an accountant. But it was just for a moment. It never crossed my mind again. Then I dreamed of being an engineer. I wanted to hear people calling me engineer plus my name or surname. Being an engineer is what really I wanted.. but I didn’t pass; Geodetic engineering it was.

Reading a lot of novels about secret agent, CIA, FBI, spy, and watching movies about detective, crime and investigation, and such pushed me to dream of being a secret agent. I wanted to take up Criminology and then when I graduate, I’ll become one of those people who carry guns and wave their badges and solve crimes. Oh! how I really wanted to be one of them!

For a while, I also dream of being a lawyer. I wanted to be that person who’ll ask and ask and interrogate people sitting in the hot seat. Then I’ll won eventually because I am a goddamn smart lawyer.

I’ve dreamed a lot of things. Dream. Dream. Dream. And none of it really happens.

I’ve dreamed a lot of things. Complicated. Then I realized deep inside me, I have this dream. I long for this dream. But I knew it’ll just be a dream and nothing more. Forever a dream: having a parents.

Dreams thought me the word impossible. It’s funny how words taught me some more words.

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You and I.. “US”

I’M NO hater
so I can’t hate myself for loving you

I’m no lover
so I can’t love anyone else more than you

I’m no photographer
so I can’t picture us together

I’m no reader
so I can’t read your mind

I’m no writer
so I can’t write u and i

I’m no painter
so I can’t paint my life without yours

I’m no story-teller
so I can’t tell our story

I’m no singer
so I can’t sing my feelings for you

I’m no song writer
so I can’t write a song about us

I’m no inventor
so I can’t invent us

There’s even no us

But one thing I’m sure

I am a dreamer
so I can dream

There’s us
There’s you and I.

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I Want To Sleep, IT Won’t Let Me

I WANT to sleep
but it would visit me

I want to sleep
but it wanted to meet me

I want to sleep
but it’s been waiting for me

I want to sleep
but it can’t wait patiently

I want to sleep
but I don’t want it to happen

I want to sleep
my eyes were drugged to close
but I know it was just forcing me

I want to sleep
dig deep and deeper in dreamland
but I know it would bring me to graveyard

I want to sleep
but it simply wouldn’t let me.

I want to sleep
without it happening
it —sleep paralysis..

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It Won’t Go Away

MAYBE THERE are feelings that won’t go away
in my heart I knew it will forever stay
Coz there are things that we can’t forget
have it started the moment we met
A wonderful friendship we’ve built
ended by what? Now there’s guilt.

Look, what happened? I didn’t understand
just one day, upside down, it’s how it stand
Over the years we knew one another
new and newer lil secrets we gather
And yet something breaks the bond between us
since then, things started falling apart in a dust.

Remember the times you made me cry?
even the times when you just wanna try
You remember the times you being a gentleman?
even the times you are just you having fun
So much I see of you, and I know there’s more to you.

For all the jokes you have told
and all the thoughts you have mold
nothing really left my mind
dear, I’ll say you’re one of a kind.

In my dreams you’re often there
as if you’re bringing me farther
lost in that place I call as dreamland
and there we are, you’re holding my hand
neither it was true, but still, it was you.

“maybe it won’t ever go away coz there’s no other way,
just came and stay oh it’ll stay

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