As I lie sleeping
my soul rises,
rises into the night sky
Watching and waiting
for other souls to come and see
the world as it sleeps
Knowing mankind
as destroyed it
Not sure the end. But i like your thoughts. Rising to a dream. Can a dream be real?
Teaching the worth of life in this poem. Yes, souls, ghosts can see most probably best the damage of humankind. A wonderful poem.
I can feel the souls as they traverse the night. Nice write. Blessings.
Precious write..love this short piece my nice brother..Good write! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! _Unwritten Soul
jus a few words with a whole lot of deepth n meaning, i like, i liked it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Provocative and thoughtful...a new way to look at life,