Treasure Island

Kelvin Owusu

(15-10-1988 / Ghana)

A Love's Dream


It felt real, felt so real
I believed it to be virtual
I fell, I fell from the highest climb
without deaths greeting
to what seemed so pure
a life change through an unbelievable fall
unrealistic life, a joyous occasion
some what of a happily ever after situation
a life filled, a life's chance
I survived that fall, no bruising or breaks
in better shape now than before
seems like a fairy tale
life granted a life's gift
I quote the words of another in the hope of realism
dearly beloved, if this love exists only in my dreams
don't wake me up

Submitted: Monday, August 06, 2012
Edited: Monday, August 06, 2012

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