Dreams Within her Dreams

Dreams Within her Dreams …

dreams within

He was not like any other, followed no script,
Knew who he was and accepted all he was,
All he was capable of, his potential, his dreams,
All his failures and lessons learned from them,
Maybe that is what drew her to him,
His confidence and faith in himself,
Was so admirable to her.

All she ever wanted was to love and be loved,
To be accepted for who she is,
He accepted her for all she was,
Yet she was not the one who could
Enter that special place in his heart, his life,
There was always another he turned to,
Listened to, praised and took his inspiration
from.

It hurt her deeply, but it was because of her dreams,
The dreams within her dream that created the hurt,
Her dream was only him and the love she had for him,
She dreamed how much she could nurture him,
Nurture their love, and have a life of bliss,
Together with him is all she dreamed of,
But, it was not his dream, for he was not
Seeing her as the one, the only,
And she hurt, for she betrays herself,
Believes the dreams within will come true.

Dreams are not always real,
They are not reality, not truths,
To live by dreams within will only
Continue to bring her pain.
When will I ever learn, she wondered,
When will I learn to live what is,
And not what could be, because
What could be is only her dream,
Not his.
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I have always liked to write.It is important to me that I write with spirit and heart. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions. Thank you for visiting.
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I have always liked to write. It is important to me that I write with spirit and heart. When writing poetry, if I do not feel a spiritual connection to what I am writing on, I will discard it and go on to something I can connect with on a spiritual level. I live in the moment, I write from the past or beyond the veil. When writing fiction I go with whatever inspires me at the moment - it could be funny, sorrowful, romantic or sometimes done with the use of colloquial language from mountain folk or other cultural regions. Thank you for visiting.

10 thoughts on “Dreams Within her Dreams

  • January 8, 2018 at 10:22 PM
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    Nicely emoted and heart-felt Phyllis, and you’re right, dreams may lead us in a direction but often circumstances will not hold true. My favorite Irish saying…’What’s for you can’t pass by you.’

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    • January 9, 2018 at 12:05 AM
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      Thank you Tony, I appreciate your comment. I never heard that saying before – I like it. Thanks for sharing it.

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  • January 9, 2018 at 9:12 AM
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    So heartfelt and emotive dear Phyllis..your words portray the sadness of unrequited love so vividly..thank you so much for sharing and have a great day dear friend..

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  • January 9, 2018 at 12:54 PM
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    Unrequited love is the worst. The sensation leading up to the actuality is fantastic, but when the realization hits, it hits like a ton of bricks, and it hurts a lot. Well written verse on these pains of unrequited love Phyllis. Nice work.

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    • January 9, 2018 at 1:40 PM
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      Thank you so much Paul. You are right about the realization hitting and the pain to follow. I have seen it happen so many times with friends. One must love self enough to not put themselves in that situation. Tis best to love without any expectations. Glad you appreciated the work.

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    • January 10, 2018 at 1:36 PM
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      Hi Clive. Thanks for the comment. I, too, believe dreams can become reality. I wrote the poem from the perspective of a fictional woman who has lost faith in herself and her dreams. Thanks again. Take care.

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  • January 14, 2018 at 9:32 PM
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    It’s tough when we know we are right and somebody else isn’t getting it. If the universe and everyone in it would just get in line and do our bidding, life would be blissful. But life doesn’t always sort these things out. Sometimes the best we can do is to be confident, hold our head high and not say I told you so to anyone who didn’t get it the first time. You’ve hit a lot of buttons with this one, Phyllis.

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    • January 14, 2018 at 10:29 PM
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      Hello Chris. Great to hear from you, and thank you for reading and commenting. I am glad you appreciated this work. Thank you.

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