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Poetry & Art

Holding Hands

There was a river in my dreams

Carrying the stories of globe’s heart

With sadness, sorrows in its streams

Echoing memories apart.

Yet joyful waves were kissing lands

With great compassion brought from skies

Since earth and blue were holding hands,

Shaping their trust, so bright, so wise.

There was a forest full of green

Beaming its sagas to the world

With all the burdens they have seen

Through rusty days, becoming odd.

Yet sunny rays, glowing the space,

Were blooming hopes through flowers smiles,

Enriching memories with grace

While holding hands in my dreams’ tales.

There was a city full of life

Depicting kindness in my thoughts,

Transcending Eden in its drive,

Bonding the magic in love’s pots.

Their reality conveyed the spark

Of remembrances in blessed psalms,

Easing their pain, lighting their dark

While holding tightly their soft palms.

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by simonaprilogan

I question, I smile, I wander, I rhyme, I dance in the rain, I puzzle the game, yet I dare myself.


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