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
- Ольга Берггольц – Полуночная
- The Grauballe Man by Seamus Heaney
- Аля Кудряшева – Замылим, потом замолим
- Coucy
- Iva’s Pantoum by Marilyn Hacker
- Faces. by Walt Whitman
- The Parabolic Ballad poem – Andrei Voznesensky poems
- With A Copy Of Shakespeares Sonnets On Leaving College
- dear_bhikkhu_a_eulogy.html
- Felo de Se poem – Amy Levy poems | Poems and Poetry
- Владимир Бенедиктов – Монастыркам
- Valley-dawn by Sunil Sharma
- Epigram on the Laird of Laggan by Robert Burns
- Enter This Deserted House by Shel Silverstein
- The Greek National Anthem by Rudyard Kipling
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).
