Only in my dreams
by Nina Gabriel
It used to be only in my dreams,
That I would become a butterfly,
And fly to the places that,
I could not visit walking on this Earth,
But, now it all became a reality,
Since I truly transformes myself into a Butterfly,
Because the time was and is too short,
To live only in my dreams,
And now I am free and I fly,
Wherever and whenever I want to,
But there is this place and the one,
That I still cannot visit as yet,
And it is you, and those magic moments,
That I will live only in my dreams for now.
End of the poem
15 random poems
- As the Time Draws Nigh. by Walt Whitman
- Sassoon’s Public Statement Of Defiance by Siegfried Sassoon
- Владимир Высоцкий – В Средней Азии безобразие
- Mowgli’s Song by Rudyard Kipling
- Elegy on the Year 1788 by Robert Burns
- To Independence by Tobias Smollett
- Morning Rain by Tu Fu
- Олег Бундур – Вечером
- Владимир Высоцкий – Утренняя гимнастика
- Epigoni by Neil Outar
- A Sculptor’s Vow by Nikhil Srinivas
- The Boy by William Henry Davies
- The Stinging Nettle poem – A. E. Housman
- The Moon And The Yew Tree by Sylvia Plath
- Илья Эренбург – Круг
Some external links:
Duckduckgo.com – the alternative in the US
Quant.com – a search engine from France, and also an alternative, at least for Europe
Yandex – the Russian search engine (it’s probably the best search engine for image searches).
