The Bridge
In dreams of making loughing stars from nightmares,
Will not retire as its voted against wiping wonders of world.
Waives in nature as define in realm magical surrounders,
Making itself refurbishing deserts in return of forests.
Only hope I have my bridge in my dreams stand still.
Copyright © Reyhan Yucebay | Year Posted 2007
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment