Imagining
Early morning and blue skies
Sun rising and clouds departing,
From fogs in the forests
To clear forecast in the avenues;
Green grasses and big gardens
The life in the Ville,
Waited for ages in the pits
Walked long in the crooked roads:
Chase by hounds and i ran for miles
Escaped the night-
To being caught up in the light,
Took glasses to gaze
Took my shoes off to walk on clouds;
I kept silent to hear my inner voice,
From screams to hymns-
My eyes closed and I envision my future,
Copyright © Piercing Words | Year Posted 2018
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