Between reality and dreams
I try to find my own lost way
I wiped away my cold down tears
And saw the light of brave new day
How clearly now I see your face
In sudden spark of waking sun
In Sunday`s dew my eyes still glaze
I am a maze, I am the one.
Between this glory fall and dreams
I`m colorblind by silent cold
This morning rain by thousand streams
Will fill my empty wonder world
In and out
© Copyright: Mantra, 2002
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Hello...I like very much your poem and i would like you to have some more points for this...
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