In a realm of tactile delight,
Your touch ignites a radiant light,
A symphony of warmth, a cascade of bliss,
As our fingertips interlace and kiss.
Through veins of fire, the sensation spreads,
A symphony of emotions, a dance of threads,
Your very presence, a dream surreal,
A living embodiment of all I feel.
In the depths of your gaze, I lose myself,
In the rhythm of your heartbeat, I find myself,
A symphony of hearts, in perfect beat,
A living dream, oh so bittersweet.
In a realm of tactile delight,
न भूत न भगवान, बस मन का है धोखा जो दिखता है सपना, वो है सच का रोका
क्या है ये संसार, क्या है ये माया क्या है ये प्रेम, क्या है ये साया
कुछ भी नहीं है स्थिर, सब पल-पल बदलता है कुछ भी नहीं है अपना, सब पल-पल छलता है
न भूत न भगवान, बस मन का है धोखा जो दिखता है सपना, वो है सच का रोका
दुनिया में है केवल इंसान ही इंसान.
When all the world was bright with spring,
And love’s young dream was mine,
I thought no ill could ever bring
A cloud across the shine.
But, lo! the storm came sudden o’er,
The sky grew dark and drear;
And love, that seemed so bright before,
Was changed to bitter fear.
And now I know that love is blind,
And hope is all a lie;
And he who trusts in womankind
Must surely rue the day.
For love is like a summer dream,
That fades away too soon;
And he who hopes to win the gleam
Must pay the bitter boon.
So let me learn from bitterest woe
The lesson love has taught,
And never trust to woman’s vow,
Or hope to win her heart.
Over and above the petty things
That divide us, there is something more.
A bond that unites us, all the same,
A common thread that runs through all our names.
It is the thread of humanity,
The thing that makes us who we are.
It is the thing that binds us together,
No matter what our race or creed or star.
So let us put aside our differences,
And come together as one.
Let us celebrate our shared humanity,
And build a better world for all.
Forget the dogma and the doctrine,
The rituals and the dogma.
Let us focus on what unites us,
Not what divides us.
Let us build a world where everyone is welcome,
Where everyone is loved and respected.
A world where we can all live in peace,
This is the world that I dream of,
A world where humanity is over and above.
A world where we can all come together,
And make a difference.
She is the cynosure of all gazes,
The object of lust,
The one who kindles passions,
The one who freezes time.
She is a spectacle of flawlessness,
A legend of lore,
A rarity so exquisite,
She could only dwell in fantasies.
Life is life, and what is more
Than life? A little song
Of joy or sorrow, more
Or less, a little day
Of sun or shade, of play
Or work, of love or hate,
Of laughter or of tears,
A little space between
The cradle and the grave.
Life is life, and what is less
Than life? A little dream
Of beauty, or of bliss,
A little hope, a gleam
Of sunshine on a cloud,
A little starlight thrown
Across the shadows deep,
A little joy unknown,
A little grief unwept.
Life is life, and what is best
Than life? A little love
That fills the heart above
With joy, and makes it move
With strength and purity,
And makes it live and be
A little light of God
In the great darkness here.
Let’s not regret the things that were
Or things that might have been,
But take the present hour and share
Its joy and hope and win.
Let’s not regret the things that died,
Or tears that we have shed,
But let us smile and banish pride,
And live the best we can.
Let’s not regret the things that seem
To have gone out of reach,
But let us hope and trust and dream
Of better things to come.
Let’s not regret the past, but take
The present as it is,
And make the best of all our days
And live them to the brim.
Let’s not regret the things we’ve done
That we might have left undone,
But let us try to make amends
And live more nobly still.
Let’s not regret the things we’ve said
That we might have left unsaid,
But let us speak the truth instead
And make our words our friends.
Let’s not regret the things we’ve lost
That we might have held so dear,
But let us find new joys and zest
And make our lives more sweet.
Let’s not regret the things we are
That we might have been,
But let us strive to be the best
That we can be today.
It’s time to let go of the past,
To forgive and forget.
It’s time to move on,
To start anew.
It’s time to dream big,
To reach for the stars.
It’s time to believe in yourself,
To know that you can do anything.
It’s time to take risks,
To live life to the fullest.
It’s time to be happy,
To enjoy every moment.
It’s time to make a difference,
To leave your mark on the world.
It’s time to live your life,
To make it count.
So go out there and do it,
Whatever it is that you want to do.
It’s time to seize the day,
To make your dreams come true.
It’s time to live,
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What is the meaning of meaning?
I’ve searched and searched, I’m still a-dreaming,
The more I think, the more I’m losing
The meaning of that very thing.
Some say that meaning is the goal,
That we must strive to reach it whole,
But then, what is the goal of striving,
If striving is the thing we’re buying?
Is meaning something that we find,
Or something that we make up kind?
If meaning is something that we make,
Then what I make is what I take.
And if I make my meaning so,
Then meaning has no meaning, oh,
But if I find my meaning out,
Then meaning has a meaning, shout!
So meaning is a mystery,
A thing that’s hard to understand,
But if I think about it lots,
Maybe I’ll find the answer, grand.
It’s you I see in my dreams,
Your face so full of grace,
Your smile so warm and bright,
Your eyes like stars at night.
It’s you I think of all the time,
Your laugh that fills me up,
Your touch that makes me feel safe,
Your love that makes me whole.
It’s you I want to spend my life with,
To grow old with and laugh with,
To love and cherish forever,
To be my everything.
It’s you, it’s always you,
The one I can’t live without,
The one I love more than words can say,
The one who makes my heart sing.
Sleep, my child, and dream of dreams,
Of faraway lands and seas.
Of unicorns and rainbows,
Of castles in the trees.
Sleep, my child, and know no fear,
For I am here beside you.
I will protect you from harm,
And keep you safe and sound.
Sleep, my child, and dream of love,
Of all the good things in life.
Of laughter and joy and peace,
Of a world without strife.
Sleep, my child, and rest your head,
For tomorrow is a new day.
And I will be here to greet you,
With a smile and a hug and a song.
I lie on my back and gaze up at the sky,
Counting the stars until I lose track.
They twinkle and dance, a myriad of lights,
Too many to count, yet each one unique.
I wonder what stories they could tell,
If only I could understand their language.
Perhaps they hold the secrets of the universe,
Or maybe they’re just beautiful lights in the night.
I don’t know the answers, but I like to think
That each star is a doorway to another world.
A world where anything is possible,
A world where dreams come true.
So I keep counting the stars,
One by one, until I fall asleep.
And in my dreams, I travel to faraway places,
And meet all sorts of amazing creatures.
I know that it’s just a dream,
But it’s a wonderful dream,
And it makes me happy to think
That there are so many possibilities out there.
On the streets of London,
Where the hustle and bustle never ends,
There’s a certain magic in the air,
That fills me up with joy and glee.
From the Tower Bridge to Trafalgar Square,
The city is alive and bright,
With bustling crowds and lively sounds,
That fill my heart with delight.
I stroll along the cobblestone streets,
Taking in the sights and sounds,
And I can’t help but feel so alive,
In this vibrant, bustling town.
The red buses and black cabs,
Whizzing by in a blur,
And the people hurrying to and fro,
Make my heart sing and my spirit stir.
The street performers and artists,
Adding color to the scene,
And the friendly faces that I meet,
Make me feel like I’m living a dream.
So here’s to the streets of London,
And the happiness they bring,
For there’s no other place like it,
And it makes my heart want to sing.
Extravagance, oh how it glows
A life of luxury, nobody knows
The finest things, at any cost
A life of excess, never lost
Diamonds and gold, a lavish display
A life of indulgence, day by day
But the price we pay, is often high
For extravagance can make us die
Greed and lust, at the heart of it all
As we watch our fortunes rise and fall
Extravagance may seem like a dream
But in the end, it’s not what it seems.
Death’s door, dark and daunting
Dreadful dreams, daunting desires
Dancing demons, daunting dangers
Drowning deep, dreadful darkness
Eerie echoes, endless emptiness
Endless expanse, eerie emptiness
Eternal end, endless emptiness
Enveloping emptiness, eternal end
As beautiful as the rose is seen,
That I can see in your eyes, baby,
It’s like a fairytale dream,
Or a romantic walk by the bay.
The petals soft, the color bright,
A symbol of love and passion’s delight,
In your eyes, it’s a mesmerizing sight,
A beauty that shines so bright.
I am elusive, hard to catch,
A fleeting thought, a shifting match.
I slip away, like sand in hand,
A mystery you can’t understand.
I am the wind, the morning dew,
The hidden path, the ocean’s blue.
I am the dream you can’t recall,
The whispered voice behind the wall.
In search of happiness, I roam
Through valleys, hills, and ancient Rome
My heart desires Nikhedonia’s bliss
A state of mind I cannot miss
I’ve traveled far and wide, you see
To find a place where I can be
Where joy is pure and unadulterated
And all my worries are alleviated
I’ve climbed the highest mountain peak
And sailed across the roughest creek
But still, Nikhedonia eludes me
A fleeting dream that I can’t quite see
I’ve searched in books and poetry
And studied ancient philosophy
But Nikhedonia remains a mystery
A puzzle that’s beyond my history
Yet still, I won’t give up the chase
For in this quest, I’ve found my place
To live a life of purpose and meaning
And find joy in every little thing.
The one who makes time feel like an illusion,
With a snap of fingers, creates confusion.
A master of magic, a sorcerer supreme,
Bending time and space, like in a dream.
Seconds turn to hours, minutes to days,
The world around us, in a mystic haze.
Past, present, future, all become one,
As the illusionist’s work is done.
Tick-tock goes the clock, but time stands still,
As the illusionist works his will.
The world is awestruck by his art,
For he is the master of time’s depart.
The mystic allure of spirited darkness, A world of secrets and hidden starkness, The moon and stars, a celestial dance, A spellbinding sight, a hypnotic trance.
The night whispers tales of ancient lore, Of magic, love, and so much more, A time of reflection, a time to dream, A time to let go, a time to redeem.
She gazes up at cosmic remnants, A universe of wonder, a cosmic testament, She sees the stars, a celestial sight, A cosmic dance, a symphony of light.
She wonders at the universe’s might, A cosmic force, a power so bright, She feels the pull, the cosmic call, A journey through space, a cosmic sprawl.
She dreams of stars, of cosmic flight, A journey through time, a cosmic delight, She finds her place, among the stars, A cosmic adventure, a journey so far.
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In a dream, I find myself,
Floating, flying, free as a feather,
Fanciful fantasies fill my mind,
Flickering, flashing, like fireworks in the night,
Whispers, wails, and windswept waves,
Wandering, weaving, through wonderlands,
Wandering through worlds without end,
Whiling away the hours in wondrous ways.
Painting me in beautiful hues,
You make me feel like a work of art.
With every stroke, a dream comes true,
And every color warms my heart.
You capture me in shades of gold,
And highlight every curve and line.
With every brush, a story told,
And every detail, simply divine.
You take my flaws and make them shine,
A masterpiece of imperfection.
You remind me that I’m one of a kind,
And worthy of every affection.
I’m lonely but ok,
In my solitude, I find my way,
Peace and quiet, my constant friend,
A sanctuary that helps me mend.
No need for noise or constant chatter,
In my own company, nothing else matters,
I can think, create, and dream,
Without any interruption or scheme.
Sometimes the world can be too much,
And all we need is a gentle touch,
Of solitude and serenity,
To find our inner identity.
Your Ghost Still Haunts Me
Your ghost still haunts me, Though you’re dead and gone. Thoughts of you consume me, Every single dawn.
You linger in the shadows, Of my every waking dream. I see your face so clearly, It’s not as it may seem.
There is nothing such as love, they say,
A feeling so fleeting, that fades away,
A mirage in the desert, that’s hard to grasp,
A thing of beauty, that’s destined to lapse.
The heart, it beats, with a primal need,
A hunger so deep, that’s hard to feed,
Its desires, they change, and fill us with doubt,
A thing of beauty, that’s always in drought.
The mind, it wanders, with a restless soul,
A search for meaning, that’s hard to control,
Its thoughts, they race, and fill us with pain,
A thing of beauty, that’s hard to sustain.
But still we search, for that elusive thing,
That feeling so pure, that makes our hearts sing,
We hope and dream, that one day we’ll find,
A thing of beauty, that’s always so kind.
For there is nothing such as love, they say,
But we still hold on, to that hope every day,
That we’ll find that feeling, that’s worth all the strife,
A thing of beauty, that’s the essence of life.
Let go of worry, let go of doubt,
Embrace the courage, let fear out.
Release the shackles that hold you down,
And rise above, wear your fearless crown.
Break the chains, break the mold,
Leave behind the stories you’ve been told.
Explore the unknown, venture into the deep,
And find the strength, you always keep.
Dare to dream, dare to fly,
Spread your wings, reach for the sky.
Take that leap, with all your might,
And conquer the darkness, with your light.
My star, so bright and true
Guiding me in all that I do
A shining light up in the sky
That never fades, never dies
With every twinkle, a new hope
A new dream, a new scope
To reach for the heavens above
And embrace the galaxy with love
My star, like a diamond in the night
So radiant, so full of might
A beacon that never fades away
A promise of a better day
So I gaze up at the sky
And watch my star as it flies
A symbol of all that is good
A reminder of what I should
Every day and every night,
My heart beats with all its might.
With every breath I take,
I pray that this love won’t ever break.
I think about you all the time,
Your smile, your laugh, so divine.
Your love is like the sun,
Always shining, never done.
Every moment we spend together,
Feels like a dream, too good to be true, never.
I never get tired of hearing you say,
Those three little words that make my day.
With every beat of my heart,
I know that we’ll never be apart.
Every day and every night,
My love for you burns oh so bright.
My world feels so cold and empty without you,
Like a winter’s night, with no moon shining through,
The stars have lost their sparkle, the sky is dark and gray,
And I’m left with nothing, but memories of yesterday.
The laughter we shared, the love we knew,
Now seems like a dream, that never came true,
The warmth of your touch, the sound of your voice,
Now just a distant echo, that leaves me with no choice.
But to face the truth, that you’re no longer here,
And try to move on, and face my fear,
Of living in a world, that feels so cold and empty,
Without you by my side, to guide and protect me.
Searching for My True Self
I have been living a lie for so long
Trying to fit in and please everyone
Trying to be someone that I don’t belong
Trying to hide what I really feel and want
But I can’t keep up this charade anymore
I can’t ignore the voice inside my heart
I can’t deny the truth that I adore
I can’t suppress the urge to break apart
I have to find out who I really am
What I really love and what I really need
What I really value and what I really stand
What I really hope and what I really dream
I have to search for my true self and be free
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I choose to adore you from a distance, my love
For my heart is fragile, like a dove
To be near you is a dream come true
But it’s also a nightmare, that I can’t pursue
My heart aches to be close to you
But the distance, it keeps me true
For I know that this is for the best
To love you from afar, and let my heart rest.
Misty veil draws across the waking world
Shrouding all in mystery and dream
Contours softly blurred, in gauzy glow
Familiar fades to forms unseen
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The eternal cycle will not cease
This too shall pass into the past
All fogging and fading without peace
The lifting fog will bring transformed view
Revealed afresh when mists withdraw
Today’s fogging and fading leads on
To clarity from what we saw.
Don’t give up when life gets tough
Don’t give up when things go wrong
Don’t give up when you feel alone
Don’t give up when you lose your song
Don’t give up when you face a challenge
Don’t give up when you make a mistake
Don’t give up when you have a setback
Don’t give up when you need a break
Don’t give up when you have a dream
Don’t give up when you have a goal
Don’t give up when you have a vision
Don’t give up when you have a soul
Don’t give up because you are strong
Don’t give up because you are brave
Don’t give up because you are loved
Don’t give up because you can save.
Dream within a dream, a world so surreal,
A wonder of the mind, that’s hard to reveal,
A world of fantasy, that’s beyond compare,
A thing of beauty, that’s easy to ensnare.
The dream, it starts, with a gentle touch,
A thing of wonder, that’s hard to clutch,
Its colors, they swirl, and fill us with glee,
A thing of beauty, that’s always so free.
The world, it changes, with a flick of the mind,
A symphony of fantasy, that’s hard to unwind,
Its textures, they shift, and fill us with awe,
A thing of wonder, that’s beyond the law.
The time, it flows, with a gentle pace,
A thing of beauty, that’s hard to trace,
Its moments, they linger, and fill us with peace,
A thing of wonder, that never will cease.
Dream within a dream, it’s a thing of grace,
A wonder of the mind, that’s hard to replace,
It fills us with wonder, and endless awe,
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I Had a Dream…
I had a dream, a world so bright,
Where love and peace were in sight,
A place where everyone was free,
And happiness was the only decree.
In this dream, the sky was blue,
The flowers bloomed in every hue,
The birds sang a melodious song,
And the rivers flowed all day long.
I saw people from every land,
Holding each other’s hand in hand,
Smiling, laughing, in perfect glee,
Living together in harmony.
In this dream, there was no hate,
No violence, no fear, no threat,
Only kindness, only love,
A world we all dream of.
But then I woke up, and reality set in,
The world we live in, full of sin,
But I hold on to this dream so dear,
That one day, this world will be clear.
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Slept undressed, my love, all bars down,
Not a veil nor wall between bliss’s crown.
Flesh to warm flesh, heart beating with heart,
Loving, living, never to part.
Hand sought hand as midst the night
Kiss led kiss and soft hold led light.
Wakefulness blurred in joy that knows but the now
Here in the nest for two, past all vows.
Dawn may come steal you, the world call you away,
But this night and ever, heart, here you’ll stay.
Time out of time, as meshed without measure,
This is the dream that shall know no ceasing treasure
In the quiet of night, they softly speak
Echoing secrets of the mind’s mystique
Guiding us through a world unknown
To places we’ve yet to be shown
Whispers from the dream world, so serene
Where nothing is quite as it seems
A land of magic, a place to explore
Where imagination is forevermore
The sunlight streams in through my windowpane,
And floods my room with warmth and light and grace,
But as I bask in its comforting embrace,
I can’t help but feel a twinge of pain.
For the light that bathes me is fleeting and vain,
And soon it will depart without a trace,
Leaving me with only memories to chase,
And a heart that longs for its warmth again.
Yet still I cherish the sunlight’s bittersweet theme,
For in its radiance I find a moment of peace,
And in its fading glow a chance to dream,
Of a world where all my worries cease.
So let the sunlight come and go as it may,
For in its passing, a new hope is born each day.
The muse of thought, so wistful and bright,
In every dream, she whispers at night,
A creative force that fuels the mind,
With endless possibilities to find,
Through her inspiration, ideas take flight,
And the world becomes a canvas, so bright.
I woke up with a start,
Heart racing, mind awhirl,
For in my sleep I lived a life,
That now seemed like a distant world.
A world of magic, love, and wonder,
Where anything was possible and real,
But now it’s fading fast from view,
Like a vanishing dream that I can’t feel.
I long to go back to that place,
To feel the sun upon my face,
To touch the stars and hold the moon,
To dance in fields of endless bloom.
But alas, it was all a dream,
A figment of my mind’s creation,
A glimpse into another realm,
A fleeting moment of imagination.
And though it’s gone, I still hold on,
To the memories of what I’ve seen,
For in that dream I found myself,
And learned that all is not as it seems.