The mixed colors of the sun,
Pressed gently onto my cheek,
As the day that has just begun,
I climb towards the mountains peak,
Sweat cools my face and I began to
ache,
There is no wind, I am in a deserted place,
Feeling alone, but still felt free,
Like I know who I am, I'm just me,
From morning to night,
I wish to feel like a fairy on its first flight.
My heart flutters,
My dream mutters,
My eyes see about everything,
My voice is loud as I sing,
From morning till night,
I wish to feel like a fairy on it's first flight.
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Unspoken Sight (Poems)
PoetryThese are my heartfelt poems, I created just being inspired by the world, life and death. I know someone out there feels the way I do, Or feels worse or even better, but who? Read my poems and look through my eyes, They are anything and everything...
