Do you belong to the place where twilights are born?
Do you stroll in gardens where shadows are torn?
Is your breakfast made of nectar and ambrosia?
Do the universes of you fit on the frail tip of a rose’s thorn…?
I have a friend who likes to waltz, I, myself, would rather fly…
I’d spread my imaginary wings, wide as a barbaric yawp!
And soar beyond stars and dust
Away from the cement cage of a crippling flat
Away from the binding grip of a corrupting couch
Away…
from the concrete jungle…
Please tell me what you think
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heh... its amazin how real n surreal u are... in everythin...
its amazin..how only u can know..what the hell ur talkin about... serjy;s world of depth!
now tell me is it inspired by the stars from last night?!
now is it ?
loved where it led me.. next week .. we'll enchant!
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to be honest the piece is a bit old...but it can somehow relate to the other night and the stars and...everything
next week...i'm sure we will !
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Away.....
just what I needed.... truly, how did you know??
Thank you (K)
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let's just say i can read minds...or maybe i just felt ur need at that specific time..
you're always welcome
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this tiny piece of a tiny corner of your mind, it's like a glimpse of paradise. it reminded me of "a3tini el naya wa ghanni" or to be more accurate it reminded me of gibran's poem, don't ask why but it just did. and I'm sorry I still have only 2 applauds left cos I used the first 3 on the french poem. you know how I am with french poems.
Great poem Serge... great philosopher.
Elie
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what a dreamer! I believe when I want to run away from my everyday, i should come here and read your relaxing words
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somehow .. somewhere .. i feel that i belong ..
i hardly ever feel that ..
me ..
xxx
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wonderful
I have a friend who likes to waltz, I, myself, would rather fly…
I’d spread my imaginary wings, wide as a barbaric yawn!
just amazing dear
i miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiss u....
peace
*********JOWELL**********
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Do you belong to the place where twilights are born?
Do you stroll in gardens where shadows are torn?
Is your breakfast made of nectar and ambrosia?
Do the universes of you fit on the frail tip of a rose’s thorn…?
isnt it the damn time to start asking the right questions in our life?
amazing man, ur mind takes me so far away, no wonder u would rather fly.
peace
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just wow..
you leave me in utter amazement
Mwah!!!
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"I’d spread my imaginary wings, wide as a barbaric yawn!"
ur mind.. it's weird heh! i love weird..
u jst transport me..
~rana~
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"I have a friend who likes to waltz, I, myself, would rather fly…
I’d spread my imaginary wings, wide as a barbaric yawn!
And soar beyond stars and dust"
one hell of a night ur brain had last night.. didnt it..
its amazing the places u can go to and the things u can see in ur mind's eye.. just amazing...
rock on!! away from the concrete jungle.. n the chaos of civilization..
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