Andrei Andrei Poet Classicism

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 January 6, 2016 at 1:00 PM awesome poem

Avis Bailey February 18, 2012 at 9:38 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 January 10, 2012 at 6:45 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 January 9, 2012 at 2:14 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.