Welcome into the world of imagination. Yes, poetry is just that. Poetry is inspired by you, your dreams, your spoken and unspoken thoughts. Sometimes just a simple word spoken without a thought.
Poetry brings your inner-soul to surface, alive!
We are the master of all our dreams, slaves to our inner thoughts, without slaves, there would be no master.
Come read as I write, listen as you read. Listen, and you will hear. Not with my ears, not with my eyes, not with my inner thoughts, but with yours.
The question is not shall you dream, but do you dare to dream?
With that I bid you farewell...
In hopes to see you soon, if it only be, "ONLY IN YOUR DREAMS".
Poetry brings your inner-soul to surface, alive!
We are the master of all our dreams, slaves to our inner thoughts, without slaves, there would be no master.
Come read as I write, listen as you read. Listen, and you will hear. Not with my ears, not with my eyes, not with my inner thoughts, but with yours.
The question is not shall you dream, but do you dare to dream?
With that I bid you farewell...
In hopes to see you soon, if it only be, "ONLY IN YOUR DREAMS".
- Last seen on Oct 1 6:06 PM. Member since January 11, 2006.
- I'm a carnelian hope poet for 92 comments.
- My mood is , and quote is "If Only in Your Dreams".
- I am a girl (United States)
- I have 92 comments, 24 poems
My Poetry
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Whirlwind whispers springtime new
Two blossoms kissing in the dawning dew -
Walking down that road; the path that leads me home
I came across a broken branch that lay amid the road. -
I imagined you, my creation. Inhaling you deep into my alluring conscious. Your travel was thorough; there is not a touch of me you do not caress. Tracing my th
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excaliburme on February 2, 2006I'm happy you enjoyed my poem "Candy Cotton Kisses" and Thank You for promoting it! And thanks for your comments, they were over the top!
