Posts Tagged ‘dreams’

Lying..

I know your good at lying
You’ve got the lips for spinning webs
One slip of the tongue can build a tower
A tower can live in together
We can grow old in the little house of lies
The strong castle you built for me
Sit by the fire, fed by fairytales you tell
And tell each other more lies all night
So, lovely liar, would you you tell me one lie?
That I mean more than anything?
It really would be wonderful if you lied
And told me how much you love me

Don’t lie. you’re good at lying
You know what everyone wants to hear
One or two minutes and you got them smiling,
Even if it isn’t the whole truth nothing but
You and I could smile for hours, you know
I can tell the little things that drove us crazy
No doubt you’ll smile at that
Then you can lie and say you love me,
You can lie and tell me how much better
Life got for you once I stepped in
It’d surely make me smile it you lied
And told me how much you loved me

No one knows, but i know your good at lying
You’ve got the sincerity in your voice for telling tales
One word can build a boat 
A boat we can live on together
We can sail the sea of lies on the rowboat
The indestructible rowboat made of are lies
Every single lie you told me
And I wont mind
If you lied
And told me how much you loved me.

“It fits both not just one I think”

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Reality is that slap in the face
When you think you have the world by the tail
And life seems to be moving at your own pace
When you feel like there is no way you can fail.

Reality is there to open your eyes
When you find you were walking with them closed
And it shows you a sight that can surely make you cry
Because with reality, it shows you what you already know.

Reality breaks a person’s heart and soul
And destroys dreams and hopes that a person feels
The truth and only truth is reality’s only goal
And it doesn’t care whose world that it might kill.

Reality keeps me in a state of mind
That I know it has complete control
But sometimes my dreams overtake reality I find
And love lives for a while in my heart and soul.

Reality is not fair.
Reality does not care.

I remember how it used to be
when nothing else matter but you and me
music, country roads, and future dreams. 

I miss you, I wish you could see
although you are here, I miss you and me.

I remember when you said how happy I made you
and you really meant it…now, it’s just a phrase
you say without thinking.

I miss those days when you’d call just to say “hi”
or “I love you”…the days it was so hard
just to say good-bye for a while.

I remember how wonderful it felt the first time
you told me you loved me-and how after all those
months it still made my heart melt.

I miss the old you- and the old me
The old us that could just sit and talk for hours
and never run out of things to say.

I remember when time simply stood still-
when in each other’s hearts is the only place
we wanted to be…forever.

I miss us as I remember how it used to be…
when nothing else matter but you and me.

diving headfirst into words
as the midnight air curls around
and tickles my toes
blushing at his thoughts

I am carried into his bed
lying there now as his words are
now whispered

hands touching
delicate…
hot….
aching…..
flesh

fingers touching lips….speechless
to the neck….breathless
eyes never leaving mine
fingers dancing across fields of heated nerves until
the sweetness that I hold for him
is found

sensations take over
rubbing circles around and around
body shaking (yes, right there)
moaning (wanting to cry out)

looking in eyes with feverish passion
while these eyes open and close
my hand finds his
(maybe he will slow down)

faster …
more pressure…
eyes still on me
body losing control…
sheets intertwined between fingers and toes
kissing me …
more circles (maybe cylinders)

moans entering his mouth ..
and they must be sweet and he can’t get
enough

letting go
arching the back
breathing hard yet hardly breathing
legs weak
hands limp
breathless..
speechless..

eyes opening
only to find a flashing screen
of heated letters

Our dreams combine verbal, visual and emotional stimuli into a sometimes broken, nonsensical but often entertaining story line. We can sometimes even solve problems in our sleep. Or can we? Many experts disagree on exactly what the purpose of our dreams might be. Are they strictly random brain impulses, or are our brains actually working through issues from our daily life while we sleep — as a sort of coping mechanism? Should we even bother to interpret our dreams? Many say yes, that we have a great deal to learn from our dreams.

It is said that five minutes after the end of a dream, we have forgotten 50 percent of the dream’s content. Ten minutes later, we’ve forgotten 90 percent of its content. Why is that? We don’t forget our daily actions that quickly. The fact that they are so hard to remember makes their importance seem less.

Many people have the same or a similar dream many times, over either a short period of time or their lifetime. Recurring dreams usually mean there is something in your life you’ve not acknowledged that is causing stress of some sort. The dream repeats because you have not corrected the problem. Another theory is that people who experience recurring dreams have some sort of trauma in their past they are trying to deal with. In this case, the dreams tend to lessen with time.

One day, perhaps we’ll all be able to control our dreams or even share our dreams with others while we sleep.

 

Like this movie… Leonardo Dicaprio was in… Inception

 


My Challenge

Posted: November 24, 2010 by Marya in Poems
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I’m sitting in my hiding place
though I’m not alone.
I feel His presence guiding me,
taking me along.

I look around and smile bright,
telling Him to hold me tight-
because I am on a ledge.

Alone, I feel, I can’t stand right,
these challenges that pass me by.
Winds are blowing,
push me down.
Help me through the dark.

Yet I’ll hold on,
head held high-
Certain hardships will pass by.
At my side,
You and I,
everything’s alright.

Same bad dream

Posted: August 9, 2010 by Marya in Poems
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As I lay me down to rest
sure to dream of the best
dream I’ve had in a while.
Pure delight, seeing your smile.
you seem so close, but I cant touch you.
You call me over, but I dont know how to.
What once was pleasure is now pain.
The sun has quickly turned into rain.
Its dark now, and you have gone.
I awake with chills, by now its dawn.
same dream, same ending.
different night,
..same heart mending