To find neverland.
A dive from a paper
crafted slip
road to curved roads,
Painted in red to blue, to green hues,
And there's a rainbow maze on the other side of up hill.
Trip to my heart, is a time pill.
It might work or might not,
Depending who you are.
Is it that so far away
That's why the house I live
doesn't feel like home.
Is it on the moon,
Sometimes I imagine of walking on their without breathing, the grey dust land looks nothing like how it does from distance, like in the dark of the universe wrapped around,and without the sun's rays it looks like it's lacking hope.
Hope room of the mind is I bet colored in golden
Maybe there's places we can't reach,that's why it's so beautiful.
-26th Aug
- 26th Dec.
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Jumping Into Constellation
Poetry[Rose Awards winner] "All the poems* are from some poetry challenges of poetry contests that have ended (so what, that they have ended? I can still take inspirations from them, right?) and the others are some poems from prompts given by others and...
