An empty glass of dreams
A shallow fantasy
Can I wonder what to do?
Or open my eyes to see
Where I flew above the seas
My hands imagine what kind of picture they drew on the world
Fly, fly and fly
My wings begin to fade in an endless blue sky
I begin to grow tired of the same blue sky
I wonder why?
My wings and I
Want to fly into a different sky
In my own fantasy into reality
I wonder if the light has its presents.
Because I've always known in its presence
All life may fade
And the light will always prevail
In my darkest hour
How will the darkness run away?
May it be the cause of the suns fading light?
Or her new shining star
An empty glass of words
Is what I feel
And my eyes believe it's so real
I may have a heart to be held
And feelings to blend
In my loves hands I want to cry
I wonder why
My heart with her would never die
May be the shadows of my fantasies
Collide in a storm from my endless drawn picture
Red roses die
And my unexplained gardens fly...
And my mystery of thy unsolved
Shall never be withheld
A world of fantasy
Is what I bring in my own destiny.
Follow me into my tending history
Follow me to my world....
Great! A great poem, I like it very much, it's seems so... mystical... something I have never read before but that hides in me too I think- a world of fantasy. I hope this is a real invitation and you'll give us on AO a chance to see your world of fantasy... sounds great...
A nice work!!! I'll be waiting for more, I really will... ^^