In a faraway place,
Lies a land filled with mystery,
Enchantment, suspense and fear.
Where the camels roam
And where lies my home,
In a place called Agrabah dear.
Where the wind's from the east,
And the sun's from the west,
And the sand in the glass is right,
When the hours just might,
Have a glorious sights,
To display during Arabian nights.
The land is a dustbowl,
It feels like a furnace
When you walk on dunes with bare feet.
So people use camels,
Those little smart mammals
Protect you from the shocking heat.
Oh I come from a land
Where intrigue is in style
And risk taking's status quo.
Where flying carpets bide,
In a land filled with pride,
That was founded long, long ago.
Where Genies pop out
Of year old lamps
And where thieves and vandals thrive.
Where people are prejudiced,
against us old stealers,
But hey, at least we're alive!
In a faraway place,
Lies a land filled with mystery,
Enchantment, suspense and fear.
Where the camels roam
And where lies my home,
In a place called Agrabah dear.
A contest entry
- Nothing is ever really random, is it??? by bw43.
300 points, ended March 12, 2007, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Title: 6-16 yrs of age fantasy lovers, come and take a look by mysticstorm.
700 points, ended March 23, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Inspired from a play.
Comments
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This is a very good poem, and I liked the rhythm and rhyme. I hope you enjoyed writing for us. Keep writing, Meggh xxxxxxxxxxxx
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LoL... funny. In my head I read it like the song in the beginning of the first Aladdin... I used to watch that over and over when I was little... so... thanks for taking me back. haha.
thank you for your entry and good luck in the contest.
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I mean... OOPS
I meant to put "Based off Aladdin" Instead of "From Aladdin" (That means I didn't copy it lol) -
I couldn't stop seeing Aladdin in my head for two hours after reading this!
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