The dream
In the morning
Woken from sunlight.
I am looking
Out of
The window,
It is
Really bright.
I go
For a walk
Looking at the sky
Is it still
My dream
Why can`t
People fly?
Why can't
You believe
Why can't
I forget
Feel the atmosphere
And don't be upset?
23.04.08
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I really enjoyed the poem
Rhytm is good
I wake up in the morning
When the sun begins to shine
...
("We live in trance" by Scorpions)
But people can fly through the universe using power of love, not of rocket ships
I guess you better write "sky" with "the" article. It works
Форевер Янгсоул 18.06.2009 11:50 Заявить о нарушении