I dream I'm the only one left in this world
To drink from the waters of shimmering rivers
To lie under the open skies dreaming of then and now
Living dreams that I dreamt of
Drifting past the shady glen
Past the gates of the world
In paradise my heart dwells
Oh! If only I could dream forever
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- Category: Nature
- Views: 42
- User favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek.
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Comments3
Thank you Teddy.15🥰nice to hear from you..
I see Hokusia, in your image
and read Osamu Dazai, in your words
Art, is timeless
in any of its forms
a thread of connection
immortalising, the commonalities
in what is humane and tender
in that we label: humanity..
'Past the gates of the world
In paradise my heart dwells'
'To lie under the open skies dreaming of then and now'
(a great shorty!
thanks for sharing, dear poet)
Thank you ! Glad to know that this is one of your favourites now...your analysis is just perfect, dear poet🥰
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