HUFF! HUFF!

HUFF! HUFF!
Plucks her out of dreamland
HUFF! HUFF!
Makes her hair stands
HUFF! HUFF!
Chills her spine
HUFF! HUFF!
Is someone making love?
HUFF! HUFF!
Cause her to open her eyeball
To seek the truth

HUFF! HUFF!
Realizing her son is exercising
Push up exercise
HUFF! HUFF!
Close her eyelids
Continue her sleep

HUFF! HUFF! Continues

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Inspiration On: Monday, 5 August 2013 from 12:03am to 12:08am

One morning, my mother was sleeping and shocked with the “HUFF! HUFF!” sound. This scared her and presumed someone was making love. But it seemed impossible. So she chose to open her eyes to see what was happening. A few days ago, she shared to me. This story had been stirring in my mind by putting myself in her shoes to end this poetry.

Welcome to Dreamland

Saying goodbye to
The reality world
The dream world
Greets welcome upon
Entering the dreamland

A fantasy world
A world of
Our unconscious mind
To become a
Person we always
Want to be.
Flying in the
Light blue sky
Watching from above
The high mountains
The fiery mountains
The snowy mountains

Enjoying breezing wind
From the beach
From the seashore
Passing by greeneries
Full of plantations
Jump into forests
Plucking up fruits
Plucking up mushrooms
Plucking up flowers
Without any realization
Lost in woods

Dreamland suddenly shakes
With loud rings
Dream world fades
The conscious world
Welcomes us back
Upon eyes open
Ringing alarm clock
Beside our bed
Body on bed
Arise!

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Inspiration On: Sunday, 23 September 2012 from 11:02pm to 11:18pm
Inspiration Ends On: Monday, 24 September 2012 at 3:35pm

As I was going to sleep, my visual imagination began to run wild and I got fascinated with the dream world leading to the birth of the above poetry. The existent of alarm clock was added on Monday.

Sleep

Faint voices
Talking voices
Inaudible voices
Echo in my mind

Mind wobbles
Mind blurs
Mind hibernates
Eyes slowly close

Sleep
Is like
Watching movie
In the dreamland.

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Inspiration On: Saturday, 1 September 2012 around 1:30pm
Inspiration Ends On: 5 September 2012

As I was reading a poetry book, suddenly my mind was in the transition period of changing gear to sleepy mode. Furthermore, I reminisced the way I fall asleep nowadays. The way I asleep is unlike before. Before, I could feel that I was sucked into the dreamland.