thru the mists and over the waters to a beautiful place we'll go

[p1nkelefants]

i wrote 2 poems in english today...

The Search Of My Dreams
although you stay away
you always find me in my dreams
thru the mists, the rain, the fog
thru the clouds of shimmering smoke
thru the sun and its glistening rays
you always seem to find me
in the depths of treacherous waters
in the heights of snowy mountains
in the extensive fields of sunflowers
you will always be able to find me
in the beautiful canals of venice
in the busy streets of chinatown
in the calm alleyways of london
you always find me in my dreams

The Mists of My World
part the mists and cast a spell
the goddess always will see
my dreams and hopes for which to sell
enchanted they will be
the mystics of her powers
and the longings of my heart
to sit and think for hours
but for me, the mists wont part
my abilities i begin to doubt
what will happen, time will tell
the goddess comes and sings about
part the mists and cast a spell

so yeah...i think imunna add more to the 2nd one...i reeli like it...but yeah, thats what boredom in english does to me...lol...im out

cristi

PS: winter ball tongiht!!! ill write tomorro and let y'all know how it goes...