Imaginary Heaven Poem by Incendia Tempesta
Imaginary Heaven
There’s a place called home
It’s a place without a name
It’s quiet and peaceful,
Where memories never fade
Near a lake where nature displays is greatest masterpiece
Is the painted sunset sky
And all around the ground
The colorful leave begin their dance
A house nearby
Life isn’t chaotic there
It’s a place that’s hard to find
It a place that seems to exist
But only in my mind.
Late Spring 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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