Dreams

Dreams, dreams I'm on the moon drawing the stars Reality it seems A part of universe, modify the balance Planets, Planets Go around my axe Thousands of sunsets What an episode it makes There she walks Wind shuts like a slave Quite around nobody talks Thoughts different make me to shame Trees, houses go around my eyes Like drug in my blood Passion shows me its size Nock, nock I'm becoming nut

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Skat A

Date: 1/6/2016 1:00:00 PM

awesome poem

Avis Bailey

Date: 2/18/2012 9:38:00 PM

Andrei, your write. I had to comment as I have a grandson who lived in your country for two years. He was in the Peace Corp. He said the countries in eastern Europ. were beautiful. Good luck in you endeavors. God Bless,Avis

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 1/10/2012 6:45:00 AM

I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Andrei. I hope to be able to read a lot more of your writing in this new year of 2012. Love, Carol

Lucinda Cayton

Date: 1/9/2012 2:14:00 PM

sorry, I am the ab of normal, and theres a fine line between genius and madness, I'm ecclectic, ecentric a 204 IQ or higher, and I'm a nut too, don't worry about it, and the wind never makes one a slave... interesting piece, enjoyed the read, my opinions are my own, do not mean to offend: what good is intellegence without wisdom.? I'm just basic, enjoy my life that way.