It was so big, almost pulling at the seams
Almost in the corpse of dead dreams
Till I lit it with my match
So that my dreams, I could catch
And it reached out to me in the night
Burning with the brightest light
Because mine was a raging desire
My dream burned like a raging fire
YOU ARE READING
Through poetry, I fly
PoesiePoetry is the door to a new world. A world that lives through the magic of words. Poetry is my way of making the impossible, possible and I'd love to share that with you through this book. Enjoy reading!
