Still sleeping in the wake of a cerulean dream,
All her world is yellow and cream,
The ghoulish nightmare makes a scream,
In the abyss of an endless seam
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Somewhere Life Is A Figment of Imagination
6 comments:
Dream to redeem :P
i think this poem was quite creative...better than the last one...
ur poem in sins was extrimistic...and this one's radically refreshing ...both hav paradox in common...
to continue....goes with incomplete...good thinking :)
my dear fellow(?)! a neat one. do continue. i stumbled on to your blog.
and oh yes, i liked you sins much better. provoking.
keep em coming.
@ child woman
What do you think now? a paradox or parody? ;)
@jake
thanks for stumbling by my blog. :)
what do u xpect from me? a bit of both!
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