I can see the green trees
So refreshingly pretty
With clingy dew drops on the leaves
Oh my lord,
The world is beautiful
When trees are green
I can see the children
So cutely giggle
With their toys and puppies
Oh my lord,
The world is beautiful
When children are happy
I can see a boy
So beautifully smile
With a rose in hand, on the way to his love
Oh my lord,
The world is beautiful
When love is in the air
My lord,
I thought my world is so beautiful
Cuz' I'm dreaming
I'm dreaming
Floating on the silver clouds
Basking in the golden sunshine
I'm grasping my fantasy
For it to become the reality
But I can see it's slipping away, slowly
I'm trying
To have my little birds singing
To have my rainbows, and my unicorns
For they will be dancing
I'm trying, and trying, and trying
So please don't wake me up
From my beautiful dream
From my deep sleep
And please don't rip me out
Of my story
Of my made up fantasy
Ryuu
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A Made Up Fantasy
PoetryA poetry book. But it may contain short sentences/ thoughts, not exactly just poems. So this is a bowl of the mixture of poems, short sentences, thoughts and random ideas. Some with rhymes and some not. Poem is not all about rhymes. This is just A...
