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THE RAIN

The rain comes falling down across the plains and fields.
Taking me far away to a land, a land I have never been.
Back to a time before I knew what trouble and heartache were.
Where the only trouble I knew was the little girl that broke my heart.
A land where the fields were green with hue
And the skies were such pretty navy blue.
Where the night skies were always mystic and full of stars.
That keeps you watching as they twinkled from afar.
Where the joyful birds sang their song for me to hear.
As though they were my friend that were always near.
The land, the land I have never known, I thought to myself, as the wind had blown.
A raindrop woke me from this land that I have never known.
And carried me yet to another land, another time.
As in the rain we kissed for the first time, as yet another dream had arisen.

Alan Hart

Childish Dreams

Dreams not like those of other peoples,
But those of imagination.
About love and hope and freedom
That will never come to me,
I will always be the one with the,
CHILDISH DREAMS

Lisa Renee Randel
HEY_JOE@prodigy.net

DREAMING

When I sleep my minds drifts up too the clouds
In the clouds I can hide and not be found
I can dream of days of lasting fun and no rain just sun
Over my dreams I have a feeling of worriness
My problems as I dream just seem to become weightless
In my dreams I am sickless and so happy me and my lady

My heart seems to beat slow and my souls at rest
While sleeping I am in a state where I have no blues
Its as if god has put his hand on me
To sleep and smile in my dreams

When dreaming you can fly because you have wings
Your soul can make music if you choose to sing,you can do anything
You can go back in time and redo all your wrongs
You can still hug a friend who has passed along
All the world is your and to it you belong while your dreaming

Written by Scottie Qualls
scottiequalls@worldnet.att.net

Good Night

Time to fall fast asleep
Peace will gently guide my feet
To paradise where sunshine leaps
Our spirits now will finally meet

Where water, blue, sparkles bright
I finally dream of you tonight
You’re seamless beauty within my sight
My soul begins an endless flight

“Never will I say good bye”
I say that with a broken sigh
Because I know, the truth lies high
Way above the cloudy sky
Waiting to prove me wrong…

Good night

R. Barrows

"Specical Night"
Written by DMX1228587@aol.com

Everytime i think of you
I think of the nights I
want to spend with you.
I imagine you holding me
all through the night.
I imagine you holding me
very tight. I feel the warmth of your
body as you lay next to me.
I feel the softness of your lips
as you gently kiss me.
As I close me eyes I pray that
this night will never end.
In fear that this night
wont ever come again.

Sweet Dreams

Behind a veil of dreams, I see her face,
gentle, loving, and kind.

A challenge for me, from up above,
This vision I would find.

A love so pure and innocent,
I vow, this girl I'd keep.

Until the day our hearts collide,
I'll see her while I sleep

Christopher Hollins 1-19-99
IceWolf623@aol.com

Freeing my Dreams

In my mind
I see my dreams
I don't think I'm blind
Nor do I have schemes

I know what I want
And what I can't have
My dreams will forever haunt
'Cause I won't take them in halves

I want to travel the world
Not just a trip out of town
Or my dreams will be hurled
I don't want to be bound

My heart wants to take wings
I want to see Gods creation
Experience glorious things
Not just the train station

Where can I go?
What can I see?
My spirits are low
So what will it be?

Should I keep these ties?
Or let my heart fly?

Kami C. Haitz
copyright

Ten thousand secret mysteries,
Once revealed and long dismissed,
Could never touch with light
The ceaseless ponderings of the night
Fussing together, in silence forever,
The first and last thought of life

Written by Sarah Steel

SATAN'S SMILE

WRITTEN BY: KEVIN1981@aol.com

SWALLOW'S YOURE TEARS.
THEIR IS NO HOPE UNLESS
WE RISE UP AND WALK
GOD'S MILE.
SATAN'S SMILE
HIS STARE IS COLD AND BLANK.
THE FIRE IN HIS EYES BURN WILD.
YOUR PAIN IS HIS GAIN.
HE THRIVES ON YOUR LIFESTYLE.
HE SPREADS HIS DISEASE DAY
AFTER DAY.AS THE DEAD BODIES
CONTINUE TO PILE.STRAIGHT FROM HELL
HE CAME.AND VOWS TO CONTINUE HIS
REIGN.
HE KNOWS YOUR FEARS

HOW DO I EXPLAIN

HOW DO I EXPLAIN THIS TO MYSELF
IT SEEMS SO FANTASY
YOU AND I STANDING IN THE MOON
DREAMING OF A LONG SUMMER NIGHT
THAT WILL CAPTURE OUR HEARTS TO SEE HOW WE WILL SEED

HOW DO I EXPLAIN
THE SOFTNESS IN YOUR VOICE
WHEN YOU ASKED IF YOU MAY HAVE ONE KISS
THE KISS THAT I NOW MISS

HOW DO I EXPLAIN
THE PATH THAT LYES AHEAD
OR IS THIS JOURNEY I'VE BEEN LONGING FOR

HOW DO I EXPLAIN
THE THUNDEROUS SENSATIONS
THAT EXCITE AND CALM ME AS WHENEVER I THINK OF YOU

HOW DO I EXPLAIN
THAT YOU ARE WHAT I BEEN LONGING FOR

HOW DO I EXPLAIN
THE SOFTNESS OF YOUR SKIN
THE LONGING FOR YOUR TOUCH
THE WARMTH OF YOUR EYES I AM SO LONGING TO SEE

HOW DO I EXPLAIN

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