Dreams cannot die completely
pink hearts still beat in them
and bliss spills out like stars
from sky to ground – soft rain
the air tastes like dry wine
in silence red kite sways slowly
blue souls afloat up high –
see… dreams never die wholly
[poetry © Malgosia Kobylinski, 2014]
“and bliss spills out like stars
from sky to ground – soft rain”….So about the above dope boombastic line…
Good Piece.
Thank you Nezra’s Opiate! Welcome on my blog!
“in silence red kite sways slowly ” 🙂
gentle winds… gentle wings
red kite like red cloud – you know :):)
Beautiful imagery. If only we didn’t feel frustrated with those that went out of reach.
Thank you!
All depends on the decision we make, I think.
If we decide to be happy with all little (or big) things that come to be because of our dreams and focus on what we get not what we don’t – life will be one great joy for all!
Besides, if we dream really hard – anything could happen! There would be no frustration 🙂