The dreamer shows me
The gleam of every corner
And idyllic setting on it
Brought me the idea
Of nirvana
Prompted me to paint bliss
On every wall we have seen
My words are about to tangle
When the dreamer places the crown
Above my head
And wandering all assurances
Upon searching,
I found a sign on the left street
'Lost City'
The end,
Of what you've drew
Of what you've told
All those foolish schemes
Were built just to imagine
YOU ARE READING
Capricious
PoesiaA Journal. Poem Diary. Highest rank in poetry- rank #19 April 17- ranked #31 May 30-ranked #31 May 31- ranked #35
