Poem #10: Dreaming
Into dreams dreamt by the deceased dreaming of dreams; the flight of the dreams flung by the dreamers dreamt dreams dreaming sleeping of dreams; dreams of the dreamt forever dreaming dream all your dreams go now, in dreaming.
Short and Sweet.
Kind of weird for me to be spouting all this shit and i've only ever dreamed about it. though i'll go on and wrap this up as i don't want to keep you in suspense."
My life as a werewolf earthbender part 3
_ _i closed my eyes quickly; this must be a dream it has to be._ _but, but it's so real; i can smell everything, hear everything and even see everything it was like i am this furry thing._ _i could even see my own breath, but it isn't that cold is it?
A Simple Dream
A poem i wrote this morning after a dream i had last night, dedicated to my dog patches. last night i dreamed a simple dream, but it still has me crying. that you were laying by my bed, mere hours after dying.
Reoccurring bad dream
#11 of my weird and wild dreams i've had this bad dream at least twice now, and it's really bothering me.
The Nightmare of Nightmares
Jade exclaimed, leaking to hug his dream friend. "it's been so long." "yeah, i know. this place is changing, who or whatever is causing these weird dreams obviously got tired of watching you happily live your old life.
I go crazy in a dream!
I don't know why i had this dream, it felt so real too, i woke up and actually thought i killed someone, it was scary, yet... fun...
Abyss
This is one of the dreams that i had a few months ago. no sexual stuff, just weird dream stuff. i awoke. my lungs cracked and wheezed as air filled them. dark grey ash covered my body, and i hacked up mounds of soot trapped in my chest.
Being a furry is working into my dreams... With funny results
#1 of my weird and wild dreams i'm sure it was bound to happen. another dream of mine, started weird, ended furry and weird. how in gods name does my dreams come up with this?
Journey (The Gate)
An impenetrable barrier to my dreams. oh what anguish. what loss. what failure i would feel. my hopes may be dashed forever, and i'm left a crumpled, useless, broken thing, because of it.
This is a strange one...
My dream ended with me crying in a growing puddle of tears.
Tears of an Unquiet Sleeper
And dreams of other worlds can be so beautiful they break your heart. not all tears are bad. for a moment it seemed as though swiftsure would defy one of the two princesses of equestria.