
MY dreams are of endless count
they are small but together they make one
these dreams of mine i wish , become real...
but truly some i think are unreal
they have come from the fantasy world
of spells and chants ,and of wands and wizards
in my sleep they appear to be real
but i know and have learned that they only belong to that world{DREAM WORLD}
SO now lets come back to the real worldwhat fun i have in my dream land
i know i cant have fun over here like that
cause u see in the so called reality
there is no place for dreamz and creativity
the doors of love here,are open indeed
but the love given is usually measured with greed

I named my world of fantasy's
i call it red* ,with smile and please
how much to me red* is ..
no one knows ,but i'll tell this
the world i call red* is ......to me
more important than blood is to thee
----------PяǺŊĄ۷ ČħĄŊđŖд ŖдMǺŊ

2 comments:
hey...........really cool poem..........!!!!!!!!!!
NICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Post a Comment