Berns Fairiez

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Berns Fairiez

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Dreams are seen as lovely flowers in the morning.
Dreams fade , flowers bloom
lifting us out of gloom..
Lost in the Land of sunbeams.. ,

Where everything isn't as it seems...

The tiny purple fairy crow,
Fairies willed it not to grow..
The melon-size mustard seeds,

Piled in a corner with vagabond weeds...
Oh ! I tried to grab a sugarcane.
It was a cactus which gave me pain..

What I scribble is fully insane..

Someday I‘ll ride poetry-horse holding its mane,
Someone is trying to teach the game
Poetry will someday be an art again


For & totally inspired by Bern

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Needs to be made presentable & readable. BTW :: Who says I am a poet ?? !! Not me... 

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Thanks Lady Allets & Dubblee

Bern is Bern.


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