Draw the beauty of a nonexistent life
in a stream of soft flowing words
Wash away the entrenched validity
of the awkwardness of the dark.
Draw yourself the reality of a dream
Full of sparkling colors
The smell of a flourishing garden
in the heart of spring
Get out of that demolishing pool
of sawing shrill wail
Take your magic wand
and conjure that beautiful tale
March 31,2013
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beauty of non-existent life, wonderful. go on.. Please read my poems and comment.