Daydreaming Poems

Daydreaming poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of daydreaming poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on daydreaming are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Elation

Elation short poem

Gaze up with eyes adoring With the world a world away Let filtered light seep deep within Along your heart’s highway Dream dreams of golden goodness While in rapture you await The drenching shower of ecstasy That will all fears

16th Of July

16th Of July ballad

Played in the hills of another world`s land, Spent the nights reading in my room but always dreamed about lying in the sand. Then one evening between 15th and 17th of July, With his wings so heavy and attire so

Day Dreamer

Day Dreamer long poem

My imagination sets sails on lotus leaves and paper boats: for I never meant to travel far. But to picture The little Mermaid’s adventures along the foamy edge of ocean’s floor! My imagination builds nests high up in tall trees,

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Thinking Out Loud

Thinking Out Loud short poem

All the bruises are healing.. The wind around is feeling… Deceiving the sky everyday The wind makes its way.. Just like that… I’ll fly high.. Reaching the limits.. By truthful lies. I am garrulous.. Let me speak.. I am fabulous..

Elusive Love

Elusive Love ballad

Long lazy day Cool summer nights Skipping along Flying emotional kites Eyes gaze your way Is it really you A fluttering hope Leaving me blue My heart skips a beat How do I compare Eyes down to feet A flower

A Divine Chime Of Prime Sublime Times

A Divine Chime Of Prime Sublime Times long poem

A look past the glass I can see my past Now freed from the disbelieve One can start to relive Though what can I gain? Still I am in pain Maybe with just a wish I’d change my accomplished dish

Of You, Always

Of You, Always short poem

Fantasizing. Thinking. Daydreaming. Dreams she wishes were true. Wishing they were for the same reason as mine, Glances that is. I see you. Always. Everywhere. Whenever. Do you see me? Sometimes at least? Suspense. It pains me. I have to

After The Storm

After The Storm short poem

Unfettered for a little while, I was catching the sleep visitor. It hurts when the dream ends and a poem starts. An eucalyptus, drinking lots of water, throwing the aroma incensing the air, I pick up the fallen seeds of

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Walking a lone path

Walking a lone path short poem

Fallen petals from wilted flower spread on the road till horizon bloom is over, warmth is receding it is going to be a long night last hint of light at the horizon faints and we are left alone I didn’t

In Our Breasts

In Our Breasts short poem

Taut flesh of toxic seductress comes out of the skin, rolls in the dream. A century buries the neck of God and creates the words of unbroken greed for useless faith. A path stuns the sharp thorns. Nothing would stop

Hungering

Hungering short poem

My hungering is not for Meat and bread, to be cherished, emotionally secure, for protection to embrace, Not close its eyes to my afflictions. For my dreams ‘n desires to be familiar Not be a foreign concept. For the dependable

Ode To Red

Ode To Red ode

I’m not quite sure of where I should start, but you must know you are on my mind, Even though a few years have now gone by, wonderful memories still burn bright. Peaceful long walks along your beach or, an

A Beacon In The Storm

A Beacon In The Storm short poem

The storms rage on, beating brows and bending backs Trees in the winds; swaying else they may snap Collars pulled tight and heads bowed down Not daring to look up at the deluge all around Through gloomy days and long,

The Devil’s Triangle

The Devil’s Triangle short poem

South Atlantic an ancient and ominous death trap awaits unexpecting ships and planes and tonight it has claimed many lives again…well it is a mystery that most likely will remain unexplained buried deep in sin…however I have heard it’s the

Away From Home

Away From Home short poem

A frame lifts the skirt of a portrait and throws her genitalia on your face. A twin blast has taken place. Why did you stand for eclecticism? The fables will miss you and blue horse will not return home. The

One Moment’s Disaster

One Moments Disaster short poem

On one cloudy afternoon, the rumbling thunder along with the flashes of lightening, piercing cracked walls of a house in burning, cows died and fried, a school-girl fainted and the earth is washed out by heavy downpour.. A chubby charming

Depressions Cage

Depressions Cage long poem

There is a large piece of me missing, replaced by some angry thing I do not recognize. There is a hole, it’s deep and wide and the sadness I feel has nowhere to hide, I wish for joy and peace

Autumn Night

Autumn Night short poem

Dreaming autumn night is really an Unspeakable pleasure; he knows it. Therefore when dusk settles on earth Inviting blinking stars to showcase Their tiny births; when coy crickets Being too cold in season’s first dew, That drips from the cold

Speed Trap

Speed Trap short poem

Speed is a very Worrisome thing It can make you cry And it can make you sing It can get you there fast It can win you the race But when blue lights pull you over It’s a slap in

Thirst Of Life

Thirst  Of Life short poem

Being in a wealthy family Being with healthy siblings Could not make my mind happy. A thirst for some thing else Burnt inside me as a fire. My desire grew day by day Nothing could prevent me From my burning

Tell Me

Tell Me long poem

Well if you think I’m cute and charming TELL ME… Don’t be shy, look me in the eyes and just TELL ME… Don’t be afraid to say what’s on your mind, you Just might be surprised, if you think I

Withdrawal

Withdrawal prose poem

Our conversations are like kisses to me. Your mouth opens and closes in tandem with mine as we share emotions and intimacies, translating incomprehensible feelings from the hearts of our hearts. I feel you more in your absence than I

Accepting Myself

Accepting Myself short poem

Judgements of deception plagued my mind, Following an artificial shadow with no hope. Having problems from cognitive growth, Learning was considered a form of witchcraft. No intentions of committing remorseful acts, Yet sinned horribly with clouded viewpoints. Jinxed by the

You Are Strong

You Are Strong short poem

Each day was not so different, But one fine day everything started to take on colours The world seemed to be a beautiful place to live on, But this lasted not long. Leaving all his promises, He bade you a

Woodland Wonder

Woodland Wonder short poem

Gently caressed by the breath of the breeze, branches sway atop tall lofty trees. Restless leaves, to gnarled fingers, cling wondering what freshness the new day will bring. Hopping about on long leafy arms, fluttering feathers displaying delicate charms. Beautiful

Colors Of The Earth

Colors Of The Earth short poem

Colors of the Earth so beautiful and serene Reds, blues, browns and greens Oceans so blue and places so clear Standing and enjoying things from the peer Mountain ranges that reach the sky some higher than helicopters fly All types

A Kiss To Remember

A Kiss To Remember short poem

His eyes were brown with copper tints She searched in them for a hint Her fingers ran through his hair Across his face and cheeks fair Gently touching his loving lips Pinker than rose bud tips She loved his smile,

Distance

Distance short poem

You are the spark in my darkest day And that pull when I wish to walk away Days without you are so much inutile And the Nights remains in exile These wind often whistle your name Let the world change,

Homage To Her

Homage To Her short poem

With Waves in the sea rising Clouds on the horizon hovering darkness in noon spreading Tears of sorrow flooding you departed in disbelief on this date that day Time Elapsing Seconds speeding Minutes moving Hours hurrying Days dashing Months marching

Now I Am Loved

Now I Am Loved prose poem

Sleep becomes an enemy, Sadness a close friend. Hiding pain so eagerly, Trying to see this till the end. Sorrow builds in her chest, Pain is left in her bed. Her nights so restless, Sad girl left for dead. What

Ever Since I Was Woken Up By Weapons

Ever Since I Was Woken Up By Weapons long poem

Ever since I was woken up by weapons Ideological balloons are shooting at me. Scared by an advertisement dream I am hiding in reality Which is beating me with a bloody rod! To shoot or not to shoot – to

Night

Night long poem

When I lay my head down to sleep, I can feel your loneliness calling me; can you feel my pain calling to you? The emotional mess of what I’ve become, seemingly unaware drifting along in your own world of perfect

Land’s Smell

Land’s Smell short poem

Our mouths go dry at midnight charter on papyrus leaf. Are we reverting back to pristine stone reliefs? How far we will go revolving around eclipse, stumbling on the phraseology of cosmos? Man was becoming inferior to beast. Who will

In The Album

In The Album short poem

Your memories are hidden in plastic covers Like the spring never to appear in my life, But reveals my wonder of secrets in solitude When the sun turned me a bee for your lips It turned me a nightly wind

The Refugee

The Refugee long poem

Airliners fell fat like poisoned bumble bees breasting their way into parking lots and highways plowing up concrete furrows tipped with shiny and jagged vehicles trimmed in flame I wake in a light sweat to a fluxuating grumble wondering at

Lesson Of The Village Egg Thief

Lesson Of The Village Egg Thief short poem

you have to make friends with the dogs in daytime and at night come to them with the scent of your own hair on your hands the scent of a burnt out match they would like to be fed, but

There Is No End

There Is No End ode

Oneness of creation Simple observation A disease is there Herbs will care Are you feeling ill? Is your face dull? A medicine plant Flourishes to grant Healing To ease your painful feeling A perfect nature Surrounding you With balance and

Rhyme On L N Singh

Rhyme On L N Singh short poem

One of the men who I always did brawl, He did the same with me when I did sprawl Against him in and around the school wall. But I loved him as he supported in my fall. He always who

The Bullfighter

The Bullfighter short poem

A red rag and a toreador came sweeping on the stage. Many people came to see the sword hit a deadly blow to the bull that was bred to live in rage. It was the old story of the animal

Inverse Strokes

Inverse Strokes short poem

  Unsullied pallid canvas propped on easel again To paint picture afresh sans any of nasty stain Imagery to be sanguine with cheery kind of feel All gray must dump now for new vibrant appeal A multicolored palette of vivid