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
- O Singer in Brown by Mary Gilmore
- A Great Time by William Henry Davies
- Витя, Витенка, Витюша
- Владимир Луговской – Курсантская венгерка
- Низами Гянджеви – Ради встречи с тобой я до края земли дошел
- If you love the life by Vinko Kalinić
- Give Me Back My Rags #11 by Vasko Popa
- the_poet_angels_who_came_to_dinner.html
- Владимир Костров – Что может знать чужак
- The blanket is same always by Neelam Sinha
- Epitaph on John Dove, Innkeeper by Robert Burns
- Don’t Give A Dose To The One You Love Most by Shel Silverstein
- Conversation Among The Ruins by Sylvia Plath
- Duino Elegies: The First Elegy by Rainer Maria Rilke
- Robert Burns: John Barleycorn: A Ballad :
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).
