Here I hide away my dreams
My bottled Fantasies
If I show them to you
You snatch them away
Only to return them
So now I don’t show them
I hide them away in my heart
Bottled in an amber flask
With bubbled mumblings
At sunset and rise I gaze upon it
Waiting for a chance
To the harvest a bead of inspiration
Then I stare in glowing moonlight
Hoping to see a sparkle to ignite
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Midnight Writings
PoésieThis is a collection of poems that I've written over a period of time. They range from a few personal pieces to pieces about simple things or day to day reality. Most of my pieces are just words that cross my mind that fall into a poem without me e...
