Forty winks will have to suffice, Awakening now, I rise. You can take a back seat, As we embark on this expedition, fleet.
There’s no time, we must seize the day, For opportunity beckons, come what may. Somnolence succumbs, ambition ascends, Dreaming fades, reality transcends.
Anachronistic perhaps, from a bygone era, Yet my dreams persist, a celestial aura. Scheming and strategizing, my mind ablaze, Your image instilled, my heart ablaze.
In the lacuna between silence’s hush
And the sighs that exhale my angst, my rush,
I lie awake, my mind a restless sea,
A tempest of thought, unbridled and free.
The abyss of silence, vast and deep,
Where echoes of dreams and memories sleep,
Is pierced by the sighs that rise from my chest,
A lament for the lost, a plea for the blessed.
In this liminal space, between two worlds,
Where the veil of reality softly unfurls,
I find myself suspended, adrift in time,
A witness to the sublime and the sublime.
O, space between silence and sighs,
You hold the secrets of the night skies,
The mysteries of the cosmos and the soul,
The tapestry of life, where all things unfold.
In your embrace, I find solace and dread,
A paradox of being, both alive and dead.
For in this liminal space, I am reborn,
A Phoenix rising from the ashes of dawn.
Oh, solstice, time of turning,
When light and dark convene,
A cosmic dance of balance,
A sacred pause unseen.
In summer’s radiant splendor,
The sun ascends its throne,
A fiery ball of brilliance,
That warms us to the bone.
At winter’s darkest vigil,
When night’s embrace is deep,
A glimmer of rebirth awakes,
As shadows gently creep.
Solstice, sacred threshold,
Where worlds collide and blend,
A timeless mystery unfolds,
A story yet unpenned.
Let us gather on this day,
To celebrate the light,
To honor darkness too,
And all that lies between.
For in the dance of opposites,
We find our perfect place,
A cosmic tapestry of life,
Where time and space embrace.
Solstice, time of turning,
When light and dark convene,
A sacred pause for wonder,
Where dreams and magic teem.
A story is never over
Though the page is turned, the pen is down
The words may fade, the characters may go
But the story lives on in the mind
The reader takes the story with them
To places they’ve never been before
To meet people they’ve never known
To experience things they’ve never felt
The story becomes part of them
It shapes their thoughts, their feelings, their dreams
It gives them something to hold on to
When the world seems dark and cold
So a story is never over
It’s always there, waiting to be told
To be read, to be shared, to be loved
To be passed on from one person to another
So let’s keep telling stories
Let’s keep the magic alive
Let’s keep the world dreaming
I felt alive,
When the wind blew through my hair,
And the sun kissed my skin.
I felt alive,
When I laughed with my friends,
And we shared our dreams.
I felt alive,
When I fell in love,
And my heart was full of joy.
I felt alive,
When I made a difference,
And helped someone in need.
I felt alive,
When I was true to myself,
And lived my life to the fullest.
I felt alive,
And I will never forget it.
Effervescent dreams, they bubble and rise,
A kaleidoscope of colors before my eyes.
A world of wonder, a world of delight,
Where anything is possible, day or night.
The fizz and pop of effervescence,
A feeling of joy, a sense of presence.
A world beyond the mundane and plain,
Where imagination can roam free again.
With each breath, I rise and fight,
Against the shadows of the night.
I seize the day with all my might,
And chase my dreams with pure delight.
I climb the mountains, brave the seas,
And let my heart soar with the breeze.
I dance and sing with joyful ease,
And cherish life’s sweet memories.
For in this world, so vast and wide,
There’s beauty in each moment’s stride.
So let us live with hearts open wide,
Embracing life’s adventurous ride.
Version 1 (Free Verse)
In this world of uncertainty,
We face challenges, you and me.
But with hearts touching, bold and true,
Together, there’s nothing we can’t undo.
Today you may stumble, feeling weak,
But I’ll be there, your strength to seek.
And when tomorrow comes, and I’m in need,
You’ll be the one to help me succeed.
For we are bound by a common thread,
A tapestry of love and hope we’ve spread.
In unity, we find our might,
Resilient, we’ll face each fight.
So let us cherish this bond we share,
A testament to the love and care.
Today you, tomorrow me,
Together, we’ll set our spirits free.
Version 2 (Rhyme)
Heart-touching and bold,
A story to be told.
Life is unpredictable, we never know,
When it’ll turn around and the tides will flow.
One day you’re on top of the world,
The next day, your life is swirled.
In moments like these, we realize,
The true meaning of life and its surprise.
Today it may be you who can lend a hand,
And tomorrow me who’d need the stand.
The world runs on kindness and empathy,
It’s what we all need to feel true synergy.
So, let’s spread love and care,
In a world where it’s often rare.
For today you, tomorrow me,
Together we can make this world a better place to be.
Version 3 (Alliteration)
Boldly beating hearts bond,
Building benevolent bonds beyond,
Brightened by being beautiful and bold,
Battling barriers, breaking the mold.
Camaraderie crowned by care,
Compassion conquers all despair,
Creating connections, cultivating kindness,
Carrying courage, crushing blindness.
Days dedicated to do deeds,
Divine destiny devoutly leads,
Dignity displayed in devoted ways,
Dreams delivered, delaying no delays.
Version 4 (Sarcastic)
I’m feeling grateful, can you believe?
Today you did something, yes indeed
You took a moment, you took your time
You helped a stranger and made a climb
We don’t often stop, we don’t often see
How much a small gesture could mean to me
But you did it, you took the call
Today you stood tall
And tomorrow? Who knows what will be
Maybe it’ll be you, maybe it’ll be me
But one thing I know, without a doubt
That kindness spreads and will never run out
So let’s keep going, let’s keep the trend
Of helping others, being a friend
For today it was you, but tomorrow it may be me
And that’s the way it should be.
Dusk descends and darkness deepens,
Dreams diverge to dreadful deeds,
Nightmares now take over napping,
Nocturnal nostalgia needs.
Demons dance in daunting dresses,
Despair dominates the day,
Dreadful demons do their dances,
Draining dreams to disarray.
Dawn delivers daylight’s duty,
Darkness dwindles, dreams depart,
Daylight drives the demons distant,
Dreadful dreams done, a new start.
Nightmares are dreams too,
In a different shade of blue.
They may seem like a frightful sight,
But they also hold some light.
In the darkness, we find our fears,
And face them with our tears.
We wake up stronger than before,
Ready to face life’s open door.
The world is dozing, asleep in its bed,
Dreams of tomorrow dance in its head,
The stars up above twinkle and gleam,
As the world slumbers, lost in a dream.
The moon casts a spell, a magical light,
As the world sleeps through the night,
The silence is deep, peaceful and still,
As the world rests, under the moon’s chill.
The night creatures stir, as if on cue,
Owls hoot and crickets sing too,
The world is dozing, lost in its rest,
Tomorrow will come, but for now, it’s best.
Way past the point of fearing the darkness,
I embrace it with open arms, no less.
For in its depths, I find my solace,
A place where I can truly harness.
The shadows that once made me quiver,
Now guide me to a place that’s richer.
Where secrets lie and dreams come alive,
And fears are nothing but a mere jive.
In this realm, I am the master,
Of all that’s dark and full of wonder.
For I have conquered what once enslaved me,
And now, in darkness, I am truly free.
Everything feels so far to reach,
As if the world’s beyond my reach.
My goals, my dreams, they seem so vast,
A daunting challenge that will last.
I strive and push with all my might,
To bring my aspirations to light.
But still, they feel so out of sight,
A distant star in the night.
I won’t give up, I’ll persevere,
Though the end may not be near.
I’ll keep on moving, step by step,
Until I reach my faraway prep.
Every moment is an opportunity,
To live life with full sincerity,
To chase your dreams and take a chance,
To find true love and sweet romance.
To climb a mountain and touch the sky,
To spread your wings and learn to fly,
To make a difference and leave a mark,
To embrace the light and chase the dark.
For time is fleeting, and life is short,
And every second is a precious resort,
To live, to love, to laugh, to play,
To seize the day, in every single way.
Tremors in the night, freezing my dreams,
I’m lost in a world of icy extremes.
My mind is numb, my body is cold,
The fear inside me is growing bold.
A chilling wind blows through my hair,
As I wander through this frozen nightmare.
The ground beneath me starts to shake,
And in the distance, I see an icy lake.
My heart races as the tremors increase,
I know that I must find release.
From this frozen fear that grips my soul,
And makes me feel so far from whole.
Inspired by: altpoetryprompts
We throw ourselves at words, we seek, A way to express, a way to speak, The power of language, a force to wield, A tool to inspire, a way to build.
With words, we paint, we create, A world of wonder, a world so great, We tell our stories, we share our dreams, We find our voice, we break the seams.
For words have power, they hold the key, To unlock our hearts, to set us free, To connect us all, to bridge the gap, To find our way, to fill the gap.
Wishing on a dying star, Hoping for a dream not far, The light flickers, fades away, Leaving me in disarray.
The night is dark, the sky is still, But my heart beats with a fiery will, To chase my dreams, to make them real, To find the strength, to break the seal.
The star may die, but hope remains, A spark that ignites, a fire that sustains, For in the darkness, I see the light, And I know my dreams will take flight.
Note: Prompt by: njwritings on instagram
You’re my muse, my poetry,
The ink that flows from my pen.
With every word, you inspire me,
And bring my thoughts to life again.
You’re the spark that ignites my fire,
The wind that carries my dreams.
With you, my words never tire,
And my writing bursts at the seams.
You’re the beauty in every day,
The magic in every moment.
With you, my ideas find their way,
And my poetry becomes a testament.
To the love that we share so true,
To the bond that will never break.
You’re my inspiration, through and through,
And the reason for every verse I make.
Where the deep blue skies are unattainable,
And the horizon seems unbreakable,
We yearn to soar and take flight,
To escape the mundane and reach new heights.
But the skies seem so far away,
And the journey feels like a delay,
We wonder if we’ll ever break free,
And fulfill our destiny.
Still, we hold on to our dreams,
And the hope that it brings,
For the unattainable skies,
Are what give us wings to rise.
Every moment is an opportunity,
To live our lives with unity,
To chase our dreams and make them real,
To find the strength to break the seal.
We cannot change the past, it’s true,
But the future is up to me and you,
So let us not waste a single day,
For time is precious, it slips away.
Let’s take each step with purpose and drive,
And let our passion keep our hopes alive,
For every moment is a chance to be,
The best that we can be, and set ourselves free.
It is a pipe dream we’re lighting,
A vision that’s so inviting,
We chase it with all our might,
Hoping it will take flight.
We dream of a world so bright,
Where everything is just right,
But reality can be a fight,
And dreams can fade out of sight.
Still, we hold on with all our might,
To that flicker of hope in sight,
For it is a pipe dream we’re lighting,
And we won’t give up on its igniting.
Even my dreams are noisy and restless,
Rumbling and roaring like a raging tempest.
Thoughts tumble and turn, with no respite,
A tumultuous sea, with no end in sight.
Sleep eludes me, as I toss and I turn,
Hoping for a peaceful slumber to return.
If the pillow could talk, oh what tales it would tell,
Of secrets whispered and dreams that befell,
Of comfort sought in the still of the night,
And worries eased till the morning light.
It’s been a confidant to many a soul,
Heard whispered fears and stories untold,
A silent witness to moments of bliss,
And tears shed in moments of miss.
Oh, the secrets that the pillow keeps,
As we lay down to rest and into slumber we seep,
Tales that are hidden from the light of day,
In the soft embrace of the pillow, they stay.
You are the sacrificial lamb of your dreams,
Led to the altar of hope and schemes.
A victim of a fate that’s not what it seems,
And sacrificed on the altar of someone’s extremes.
You gave your heart and soul to the dream,
Believing it would lead you to a happy stream.
But instead, it led you to a place so extreme,
Where you’re sacrificed to a god that’s so supreme.
You thought the dream was worth every pain,
But now you’re left with nothing to gain.
You’re a lamb led to slaughter, it’s all in vain,
And the dream you held so dear is now all inane.
So beware the sacrificial lamb of your dreams,
And don’t let them lead you to hopeless extremes.
Melancholy Memories
Melancholy memories, they linger still, In the corners of the mind, a bittersweet thrill, A tapestry woven, of joy and of pain, In the heart’s gallery, they forever remain.
Through vibrant strokes, the past comes alive, A dance of colors, where emotions survive, In every hue, a story unfolds, Of love and loss, and dreams untold.
Waiting for something that never comes,
Hope and anticipation, they weigh like tons.
Patience wears thin, as time ticks away,
Expectation turns to uncertainty, day by day.
Disappointment looms, like a dark cloud,
Frustration builds, like a crowd.
Persistence and perseverance, they’re put to the test,
As faith and trust, they’re put to the rest.
Dreams and aspirations, they seem so real,
But reality bites, like a sharp steel.
Illusion fades, like a mirage in the desert,
Emotions and feelings, they’re left to assert.
The waiting game, it’s a tricky one,
It can be won, but it can also be undone.
So hold on tight, and don’t let go,
For the train may come, when you least know.
Tears of the Soul
Tears of the soul, like rivers, flow,
From depths unseen, where sorrows grow,
A silent language, unspoken words,
The heart’s lament, in pain, it’s heard.
Through vibrant hues, emotions pour,
A canvas painted, feelings soar,
In every stroke, a story told,
Of love and loss, and dreams untold.
Upon the edge of darkened skies,
Where hope and dreams seem to die,
A barren landscape stretches wide,
And shadows dance where light won’t bide.
Stars align stars shine
Sparkling in the silent sky
Guiding travelers with their light
Glimmering like jewels at night
Stars align stars shine
Forming patterns in our eyes
Inspiring stories and dreams
Illuminating hopes and schemes
The Insomniac’s Soliloquy: A Poetic Monologue on Sleeplessness
I lie awake, in the still of night,
As the world around me slips from sight,
My mind awhirl, with thoughts so deep,
And the weight of the day, I cannot keep.
The clock ticks on, with steady pace,
As I search in vain, for a restful space,
But sleep eludes me, like a fleeting dream,
A distant memory, or so it seems.
Oh, how I long, for that peaceful slumber,
To be wrapped in darkness, without a number,
But for now, I’ll watch the stars above,
And hope that sleep, will bring me love.
The Maze of Lucid Dreams
In the maze of lucid dreams, I roam
A world of wonder, I call my own
Paths winding, twisting, turning
My imagination, forever churning
Each step taken, a new surprise
In this world, where nothing dies
Reality and fantasy, all as one
A journey that’s never done
The Power of Imagination
Imagination, a force to behold
A key to unlock stories untold
A world within our minds so bright
A canvas where we can paint our sight
With imagination, we can soar
Beyond the limits we once thought bore
We can journey to lands unknown
And make them a place we can call our own
It’s the power that fuels our dreams
And turns them into endless streams
Of possibilities that we can explore
And make them a part of our folklore
Imagination, a spark of creation
A catalyst for innovation
It’s the seed of every great idea
And the birthplace of the impossible made clear
So, let your mind wander far and wide
And see the world from a different side
For with the power of imagination
We can make our reality a manifestation.
I wondered on the thought, of what could be,
Of the endless possibilities, that I could see.
I wondered on the thought, of what lies ahead,
And the adventures waiting, to be explored and tread.
I wondered on the thought, of the dreams I hold,
And the aspirations burning, in my heart so bold.
I wondered on the thought, of the paths I’ll take,
And the choices I’ll make, for my own sake.
I wondered on the thought, of the love I’ll find,
And the moments we’ll share, that will forever bind.
I wondered on the thought, of the friends I’ll make,
And the memories we’ll create, that will never fade.
For the wonder of thought, is the wonder of life,
And the journey we take, in joy and strife.
It’s the hope we hold, and the dreams we chase,
That make our lives, a worthwhile race.
So let us wonder on the thought, of what could be,
And find the courage, to set ourselves free.
For in the end, it’s the journey we take,
That makes life worth living, every step we make.
The First Step
The first step is the hardest they say
The leap of faith to start the way
The unknown ahead can cause dismay
But without this step, we cannot play
The journey may be long and rough
With obstacles that may seem too tough
But with each step, we gain enough
To conquer fears and climb above
The first step may bring hesitation
But it’s the foundation of creation
It’s the beginning of exploration
Leading to growth and transformation
So take that step, don’t be afraid
The path may be winding and unmade
But with each step, progress is made
And dreams and goals can be portrayed
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