On My Own World Poem by Hana 1225

On My Own World



i live alone
on my own world i stand

the world full of fantasy
surrounded by imaginary

nothing to cry about
until the last time my eyes shut

laughing with the blowing wind
i dont even want to care if it's the end

looking for the star to follow
and in the end, I would never grow

watching the gooses fly, fly away
until then, until i finally die

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Barry A. Lanier 25 March 2009

In this world of unique fantasy the reader pleading for the character to use that same fantasy reframing it with wonderful things and far away places filled with fun and imagination

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