To write a poem some say,
is the easiest thing to do,
that may be true.
Can you put on paper,
what is in your heart,
that's only the start.
A vivid imagination,
you must have too.
If I could paint,
like I write, then
maybe I would have a masterpiece
over night.
I have been to Paris, and Rome.
but never left home.
My imagination, lets me go
no stopping, once in flow.
I could fly to you tonight,
while I am sat here tight.
That's what poetry is to me,
it sets me free.
Free to go,
free to do,
nothing to stop dreams
coming true.
Is it the same for you,
if so please tell me so,
I want to know.
Am I right?
Comments
-
wow
i like it.
-
Nice ^_^ Something upbeat. I approve. Why is the atmosphere around here so dark, anyway? I can't be the only one asking this.
-
-
Heh heh. And look at my userpic.
I love irony.
-
Adding your comment:
