A soulful regression
A soulful regression
of my childhood illusion
Brings tears to my eyes
A dream that
was not meant
to be
A sigh and a smile
for the memories
A silent tear
for the twist of faith
A glitter in my eyes
the eyes are the
mirror of my soul
The dream is still alive
as long as I am alive
I will believe
Believe in my childhood
illusion
Believe in the kindness
of the human heart
Believe in a better future
I will give without asking
something in return;
I will feel the joy
of giving;
and my eyes
will spark
reflecting my soul
Even when I am
in pain
I will smile;
I have no regrets
Yes, I am a dreamer
A naive idealist
And probably
A Romantic Realist
But I can proudly
say that
In times of great pain
I proved to myself
who I really am;
In times of blissful joy
I didn't forget those in need
what would a
soulful regression
tell you about
yourself?
What's the ripple effect
of your actions?
Poetry by night soul woman
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Written on 2006-07-19 at 14:12
Tags Illusion  Insight  Life 
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