poetic creatures 4
welcome in my world
where screaming silence becomes silent screams
where written visions are future writings
where small giants do great things
outside the outsiders are out of sight
but in here french friends form flowering fellowships
and charmed chums call comrades companions
powerful problems pronounce pretty partners
in each cell of our being
our world is your home
our tickets tacked to peaceful persons
join me to happy victory
everybody is somebody
the others are the ones
possibilities have a chance
welcome in my world
you’ll have to go but then
I hope you’ll come again
where screaming silence becomes silent screams
where written visions are future writings
where small giants do great things
outside the outsiders are out of sight
but in here french friends form flowering fellowships
and charmed chums call comrades companions
powerful problems pronounce pretty partners
in each cell of our being
our world is your home
our tickets tacked to peaceful persons
join me to happy victory
everybody is somebody
the others are the ones
possibilities have a chance
welcome in my world
you’ll have to go but then
I hope you’ll come again
Reacties op dit gedicht
| kerima ellouise: | Dinsdag, april 01, 2008 14:29 |
| a very nice world where victory can rest in everybody and their possibitities! very nice writing! liefs kerima ellouise |
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| Windwhisper: | Dinsdag, april 01, 2008 12:48 |
| I''ll come again with my regards Cobie |
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Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Nummer 127 | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 april 2008 | ||
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