Far, Far Away
The days draw ever closer with my imminent need to leave
With promises to keep and goals to achieve
My ultimate desire is to disappear
But mighty are the binds that keep me here
And so I sat down to write a song
About this place where I could belong
My nirvana, my world and art
Where every little craze tickles my heart
I wish upon a star that is too far
Hoping for a yearn that makes me churn
For this I will strive night and day
To find this place, so I pray
CONTEST: Your favorite poem
~By Carol Eastman~
*awarded 1st place*
Copyright © Wilfred Aniagyei | Year Posted 2013
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