I`m walking through my life alone
And sleep in time when people live,
My heart is jumping broken stone,
I see the way my dreams believe.
Yes, I am smiling on my way,
But go with tear on my cheek.
I see the world day after day,
I am not crazy, I am freak.
I see you`re staying in the hell,
A lot of people are inside,
Their souls like the roses smell,
They aren`t alive, by angels cried.
I see your eyes are full of pain,
You are afraid of my word,
Your heart is crystal, dropp of rain,
A little piece of our world.
I take your heart in one my hand,
It is my treasure, mystery.
You give me love, to people send,
When we`re together and are free.
Together in my dreams of course,
You give me chance to keep your love,
I always talk to you because
To think of you is not enough.
NICE POEM. Your poems are beyond the world. You show your strange attitude in your poems.
'' A little piece of our world. I take your heart in one my hand, '' Dear poetess, you have the very potential to be a great poetess, i like your style of writing, you r young but you write like a matured one, your writing is full of mysterious mystics. please keep writing.
Mysticism rained in your poem. You are something special. I can see mysterious things in your writing. You soul is echoing William Blake. I think soon fame with be your slave. Oh god Gracious! Oh girl your poem is outrageous! Excellent! **************
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great flow to catch the treasure... and lots of thanks for given your sweet comment