Don't crush my castles in the air.
The castles I've build
with my own illusions,
from butterfly wings and
feathers,
fluffy white clouds
and crystal prism's
reflecting the colours of the rainbow.
I've planted rose gardens
around my castles in the air,
surrounded with sugar coated
white picket fences.
And there in the middle of
my picture perfect
castles in the air,
yours and mine rocking chair,
You crushed my castles in the air
Beautiful.....such a lovely castle in the air.... a good piece indeed
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beautiful dream castle milica! really enjoyed reading this one.a poet dreams a million dreams, only a fragment becomes true.that fragment becomes his very own.god bless you, for writing such good poems. rittypatnaik