PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Oh, I've lost a cherished bloomy paradise,

So discharged by superfluous sacrifice ;

No return again to dreary previous pages;

That degrades your mind but also still engages.

Hey, stand up, you're done with any wrecking fear;

This world is not so black or white as it seems, dear.

How many places could pretend to blow you out

Of drowsy state in which your own spell is loud.

Run across that walley to the sunrise,

Find your upper path, put on a new guise.

Be various and feel mad spirits free to spin,

Take on creating music with your violin.

Your search will lead you up to the eluding essence,

Evolve your soul and keep your heart for wisdom's lessons.

Run faster, don't forget to make a stop for rumination; 

Don't judge yourself too strictly, gift a chance of exculpation.

Just dance and tell the others: may your life be good,

No matter if that time you'll be misunderstood.

Eternity's the one sufficient quantity,

Take care of wonders, give them sacrosanctity.