by BeenieBantonVictoria, Gozo, Malta
Jan 2017 354 Views 0 comments
A Dream
Broken wing fall down, above the flower.
Copy that, when i get creepy cover.
Through mine of the insomnia...
I step... i pass... i get alalia.
Lemniscate, metaphorically thinking.
What's going wrong with my linking.
Song of the bird from the universe.
Strange echo comes between verse.
This bed is strange, or maybe not.
With mix of illusions, covered by blot.
Far away, deep in to the pillow.
Finally... i sleep, flooded by billow.
Copy that, when i get creepy cover.
Through mine of the insomnia...
I step... i pass... i get alalia.
Lemniscate, metaphorically thinking.
What's going wrong with my linking.
Song of the bird from the universe.
Strange echo comes between verse.
This bed is strange, or maybe not.
With mix of illusions, covered by blot.
Far away, deep in to the pillow.
Finally... i sleep, flooded by billow.
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Posted: Jan 2017
About this poem:
simply...month before my wedding we breakup, and the result is this poem.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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