Dreams
something that can be intertwined and twisted
uplifting and so submissive
I ponder on the fact I see a dream, capable of the ability to be free,
set out for a journey, I think of myself as a tree,
branches spreading far and wide ,
touching the un-holy subjects that are going to be mine,
endless possibility of time , for streaming doubts of others I let them drizzle downstream
for my new chance to be free
I like how meaningful your poem is and how mysterious the picture look.
ReplyDeleteI like how when I first look at the picture, it really makes me wonder what the poem is going to be about and then how after reading the poem, I can see what you were envisioning.
ReplyDeleteGreat use of leading lines and symbolism in this! Keep up the great work!
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