I long for a time,
when I will be free,
when one would have,
no strings on me.
A place far away
from the busy throngs.
In a land beyond time
amidst soulful songs
A time when I can
pursue my dreams.
Give in to my desires,
let them flow as streams.
A place where the world,
will let me be.
And there will be,
no strings on me...
-Ronnie Debb
YOU ARE READING
Lines Of Black and White
PoetryI am you. I am your random chaotic thoughts. I am your deepest diffidence, your most cherished memory, your fanciful hope, your long lost love. I am your soul. I am you, unchained. Let these lines drape your thoughts. Let your mind free from hopeles...
