Happiness lost or regained?


43. Nostalgic trip



Take me back to hippieland,
the promised land of happiness and joy,
where all were rebels and authority was dead
with beauty reigning sunnily alone with flying colours,
spreading colourfulness everywhere,
tainting all humanity in psychedelic splendour,
drowning noise and ugliness in music and of fantasy
encouraged by intriguing spices like of drugs
which only was a brilliant explosion
of creativeness and of imagination,
promising a better world for everyone,
for all the future and for all humanity,
with shining innovative dresses
and adornments, jewellry galore
with earrings and the longest hair in history
and no limitation to expansion.
So let me dwell there in the land of nowhere
everywhere in every age,
where beauty is the queen
and fantasy is law
and pure creativeness is all religion
with no end to tolerance and universal love.





Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2006-08-26 at 14:03

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Intimacies and outcries
by Christian Lanciai