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
- A Farewell To Youth poem – Alfred Austin
- The Evenèn Star O’ Zummer by William Barnes
- The Blackbird by William Barnes
- Antaeus: [A Fragment] by Wilfred Owen
- Missing Person by Vinita Agrawal
- A Narrow Girdle Of Rough Stones And Crags, by William Wordsworth
- Christian poem – Ambrose Bierce poems | Poems and Poetry
- Николай Гумилев – Колокол
- For The Moment by Pierre Reverdy
- Алексей Жемчужников – Примирение
- What Shall I Do For the Land that Bred Me poem – Gerard Manley Hopkins poems
- Ольга Берггольц – Озерный край
- In Due Observance Of An Ancient Rite by William Wordsworth
- Amarene by Rina Ferrarelli
- Epistle to John Maxwell, Esq., of Terraughty by Robert Burns
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