ENCHANTED
It's gonna be your first flight
Into the obscure land
Of mysteries and insecurities
as fireflies dance in the garden shed
with glimmers of light.
You're lost in wonderland,
thinking you would be able to hold on to the dreams
and silent screams,
which would be gone
at the break of dawn.
The dew drops are still fresh on your dress,
and you don't want to go
But the sun has already risen
and the moon has taken it's bow.
It's time to go home, the party's over
that enchanted night has come to an end.
Now everyone's sober
with no laughs and friends.
But those sweet memories would haunt you forever
cause that night was enchanted like ice
with hope, optimism..... and everything nice.
©allisafawn | 2021
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Poetrya poetry collection on life, rebirth, acception, rejection, betrayal, friendship, love, heartbreak, doubt, freedom. . . and everything that life gives us as a blessing. a narrative representing this enigmatic world from the eyes of a curious girl l...
