It's the New Year's boom
with colored fireworks lauding,
the toast of the town.
The proud, old guard has vanished,
with its dreams, yet unvanquished.
Hues light the plum night;
'midst crash and bang in the skies.
Starry-eyed moon glows.
The past's still following me,
......
I was flying.
It felt like freedom.
If felt like a body of feathers,
My mind and body of feathers.
I was flying with a purpose,
I was flying to her.
Though I did not know her,
She gave me purpose.
......
She carries life, a quiet bloom
The earth beneath her feels her grace
Within her heart, the sun finds room
A sacred hymn in time and space
Her steps, a rhythm, soft and kind
Through barren fields and shadows deep
The seeds of hope she leaves behind
She sows the dreams the world shall reap
......
Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven;
For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation.
Willie and his beloved wife, Elvira, lived highly organized, pleasant lives;
For magic impels ways and customs to differ, like buds, as spring arrives.
Everyone called Willie Winkie, 'Wee,' since most elves were notably bigger;
But, he was Director of Dreams, scattering joys of plum night, with vigor.
Violence was completely unheard of, inside their peace loving community,
......
Awake, awake, my little boy!
Thou wast thy mother's only joy;
Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep?
Awake! thy father does thee keep.
'O, what land is the Land of Dreams?
What are its mountains, and what are its streams?
O father! I saw my mother there,
Among the lilies by waters fair.
......
She carries life, a quiet bloom
The earth beneath her feels her grace
Within her heart, the sun finds room
A sacred hymn in time and space
Her steps, a rhythm, soft and kind
Through barren fields and shadows deep
The seeds of hope she leaves behind
She sows the dreams the world shall reap
......
It's the New Year's boom
with colored fireworks lauding,
the toast of the town.
The proud, old guard has vanished,
with its dreams, yet unvanquished.
Hues light the plum night;
'midst crash and bang in the skies.
Starry-eyed moon glows.
The past's still following me,
......
I was flying.
It felt like freedom.
If felt like a body of feathers,
My mind and body of feathers.
I was flying with a purpose,
I was flying to her.
Though I did not know her,
She gave me purpose.
......
Smokes and water
Lets just say vapour
I’m drowning. in
One of two maybe
Both
My words may rhyme
And of your favour
How do I get
In water can’t swim
In smoke can’t see
......
I once had a dream
of having wings;to fly
and the wise thus came
and to me said
don’t fly too high
or down you’ll come fallin
don’t fly too low
or you’ll be one drenched chicken
So I stood wondering
whose wings would they be
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