Dreams...
undiscovered and unexplored lands full of magic and fantasy,
sweet lullaby under the moon,
as we fly in the arms of winged creatures that protect us,
while wrapped into their wings they guide us through the sky,
there are no boundaries as we can touch the stars
and feel the soft clouds in our hands...
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6 comments:
nice blog..
buddy !! i want 2 ask u a question.
shud we dream ??
nice
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living...
cheers.
keep bloggin..
nice poem
it was short,nice and gr8.
and thanks for your comments.
nice poem
it was short,nice and gr8.
and thanks for your comments.
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