Unstoppable Dreams Poem Words Novels & Stories

Desine iam haec oppugnatio. Ad indeprehensus mortalibus, effundendum pallii tui. Ego jubeo vos ut lux, ut incipe denuo. I listened to the verses that were forming what seemed like a chant but didn't recognize any of them. Suddenly, the room flashed red as I continued my chant and then I saw it.

So I'll dream, until I make it real, And all I see is stars, It's not until you fall that you fly, When your dreams come alive you're unstoppable, "Take a shot, chase the sun, find the beautiful, We will glow in the dark turning dust to gold, And we'll dream it possible, Possible, ooh, And we'll dream it possible, I will chase, I will reach, I will fly, Until I'm breaking, until I'm breaking, Out of my cage, like a bird in the night, "I know I'm changing, I know I'm changing, In, into something big, Better than before, And if it takes, takes a thousand lives, Then it's worth fighting for, It's not until you fall that you fly, When your dreams come alive you're unstoppable, Take a shot, chase

Nick… “AAAH!!!” I screamed, collapsing onto the cold floor, clutching my head. The pain was unbearable, like my mind was being torn apart from the inside. “AAAHHH! Huhuhu…” Tears streamed down my face. My body shook uncontrollably. “Jessica… and I… are one and the same…” I whispered, stunned, as tears continued to fall. “…Audrey… you’re having a bad dream… please wake up… Audrey… Jessica… Jess… Love…”

' DREAM ALIVE Keep the dream alive Let it be your drive It’s the essence of life Don’t quit until you at it arrive The hope of the world is on you The power to accomplish it is in you Remember if you don’t do it Maybe no one else will do it Your dream maybe your life assignment We can’t afford disappointment It’s the reason why you were born May history never scorn at you I know it’s not easy That’s why it’s not for the lazy For the dream, please get busy Don’t let anything get you dizzy All you need is to be brave

Soft as a whisper. Yet powerful enough to shake worlds. The Dreamer had spoken. And it said only three words. "Help me remember."

Without any dreams, good or bad ones. /

Why don’t you enlighten us with those words? ‘ okay okay, it's just a 4 lined poem. I couldn't write anymore.' Cassandra, at last, surrendered laughingly. Taking a deep breath she closed her eyes and began: " Dreams are fantasies Fantasies which will never come true, They all lie in ashes When morning comes in view! Fallen in love with a prince, I dreamt one day. He wore the white fustanella And was always happy and gay. His crown of palm leaves Glittered in the morning sun.

"Dreams are like wishes in your heart's own song, While under rainbows and sunshine, they belong. Through suffering, through pain, they shine so brightly, In the darkest of nights, they light up the fight. Believe in your dreams, through thick and thin, A beacon of hope when life feels thin. No matter the struggles that may ensue, The dream you yearn for will come to you" “Somebody seemed happy,” I heard someone speak. I chuckled at myself realizing my best friend was standing in front of me, arms crossed on her chest, and shaking her head as she looked at me. “So happy that she totally ignored her best friend calling her name for a minute now.”

“A meaningful dream. Mother, I have to find her. She gives me an inexplicable joy, and everytime I see her, it's like she takes away my gloomy days and brightens it with the sunshine of her beauty.” “What you say is nonsense.” Mrs Spielberg shook her head in disbelief. “Son,” She sat on a armchair to meet her son's gaze, “I understand your breakup with Lucy didn't end well. Stop imaginating about some unexisting girl.” Charles shook his head vigorously in disagreement and said, “Unfortunately, if she doesn’t stop appearing in my dreams, I won't be able to stop thinking about her. She has obsessed me with infatuation.” “Then you must be crazy.”

The nights are the worst. Sometimes I dream in flashes, light, static, whispers of a name that never fully reaches me. In those dreams, I’m surrounded by fragments of code, melting away like snow in sunlight. I always reach out for someone’s hand, but wake up just before I touch it. My chest races, my fingers tremble. I tell myself it’s just a dream, but deep down, I know it’s something else.