Poetry by an amateur
Dreaming mind
These dreams of mine are they really an alternate universe
when sleep befriends my mind here it sweeps me away
the things i see almost as real as i sit here
Travel to a small cracked street in Africa
ten dollars made me beyond rich
fly off to the tree tops of the jungle
observations of the strangest creatures
knowledge that never existed before
in the white house listening to secret government plans
thinking quietly to myself why are we not aloud to decide for ourselves
in a dark basement under a bright light table drawing
giving life to the dreams of a beautiful home
on a quite porch around midnight
weeping for the love lost at a moment too soon
o the places my mind takes me when my body slumbers
doing research after the slumber always makes me wonder
my dreams were so real and the facts line up
could it be that my mind is traveling gaining the knowledge i thirst for
only in my dreams is it possible to learn or be while asleep
when sleep befriends my mind here it sweeps me away
the things i see almost as real as i sit here
Travel to a small cracked street in Africa
ten dollars made me beyond rich
fly off to the tree tops of the jungle
observations of the strangest creatures
knowledge that never existed before
in the white house listening to secret government plans
thinking quietly to myself why are we not aloud to decide for ourselves
in a dark basement under a bright light table drawing
giving life to the dreams of a beautiful home
on a quite porch around midnight
weeping for the love lost at a moment too soon
o the places my mind takes me when my body slumbers
doing research after the slumber always makes me wonder
my dreams were so real and the facts line up
could it be that my mind is traveling gaining the knowledge i thirst for
only in my dreams is it possible to learn or be while asleep
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Dreaming mind
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