Untitled Poem: the first major poem i ever wrote.... I wonder if I'm the
only one who feels this way some times...........
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I lie in my bed and wait,
I wait for the dream to come true,
To leave this dull colourless life,
And enter an adventure with magic, warriors, pirates and love.
I walk to the school and beg,
I beg for a gust of wind,
To blow me away from this labour which I can't stand,
And bring me to a mystical land of elves, and winged deities.
I sit in class and dream,
I dream of being the hero,
To save the world from a horrible malevolent evil,
And be loved by all.
I walk home and think,
I think about my dreams,
To continue to dream or stop this nonsense,
And surrender to this harsh world we call reality.
I lie in my bed and prey,
I prey that tomorrow my dream might come true.
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Well that's my little poem i made. what do you think? I don't have a title
for it, maybe a few sugestions. please R&R
only one who feels this way some times...........
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I lie in my bed and wait,
I wait for the dream to come true,
To leave this dull colourless life,
And enter an adventure with magic, warriors, pirates and love.
I walk to the school and beg,
I beg for a gust of wind,
To blow me away from this labour which I can't stand,
And bring me to a mystical land of elves, and winged deities.
I sit in class and dream,
I dream of being the hero,
To save the world from a horrible malevolent evil,
And be loved by all.
I walk home and think,
I think about my dreams,
To continue to dream or stop this nonsense,
And surrender to this harsh world we call reality.
I lie in my bed and prey,
I prey that tomorrow my dream might come true.
**************
Well that's my little poem i made. what do you think? I don't have a title
for it, maybe a few sugestions. please R&R
