lino john


Dream Land - Poem by lino john

DREAM LAND

Breeze come from sea to me
Seens freshs my brown eye
Drizzles clear my worries
And morals light the mind of my hurries

Trees dance with ripen fruits
And flowers rains like snow
Legs down to the moist clays
Hands marched to holidays

Rainbow appears the sky
Memories pass through heart
Lovely birds sings the hai
Longing hours thinks future

Badly night cover the beauty
Sleep welcome to rest in peace
And arise to exploit the nature
Also to lead the life of cracks

I am the man of me
I am the life of me
But I am not my king
And I have not any future wing.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 19, 2008



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