Dream world


The dreamlike world above
fabulous blue sky
the clouds in a wonderful design
resembling cotton wool
all together, whatever the time
a beautiful poem
a beautiful rhyme.
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14 comments:

Ashley said...

The angels fly above the clouds
in the other world we die to find
The clouds suround themsleves dreaming:daring us to stop and look
Wherever we are, wherever the place
The clouds:timeless will always be there in its place

Hehe, this is my attempt at a poem :S, its similar to yours though. I'm glad you posted, it makes me happy :)

Othersideblue said...

... and it makes me also happy that you are here, paying me your attention and care.
You encouraged Othersideblue to come to life again, Thank You.

Anonymous said...

Yea, like cotton wool...life too is like that.

Othersideblue said...

Yea,
One's heart & soul is as a window which one looks at the life through
the way one sees the life
dark, colorful or blue
Wash & clean up the soul
and see Life shining brightly
its the only clue.

A.H.ROSTAMI said...

A beautiful poem.
What is the limit of the world? Infinity? God knows.
Eide Ghadire Khom mobarak.

A.H.ROSTAMI said...

A beautiful poem.
What is the limit of the world? Infinity? God knows.
Eide Ghadire Khom mobarak.

Othersideblue said...

Hi Mr. Rostami,
am glad to hear from you again.
I hope you are doing Ok.
World is limitless as the sky is.
and yes God knows.
Eide Ghadire Khom mobarak for you also, Thank you.

Anonymous said...

When it was just a bud
when it was lonely here
when it was blue all over
I was here…
Looking at this blue
The otersideblue

My eyes were fully awake
wide open till the limits
A word before it was born
every word here…
every word right from the womb
reading like a kid in school
every line written ever…
by heart, word by word
this is where it all started
this is where it all sprouted
It is all gone adrift?

I was alone in dark
waiting for light again
looking at that pen in rest
eager to see a movement

It’s just a saying that says,
our nose refuse to smell
A jasmine in our door step
Is it not the truth…?


Plz erase after reading.

Othersideblue said...

Anonymous,
I don't erase your poetry
but Who are you?
Have I done something wrong?
tell me.

jac said...

I am your reader for a long time, don't you know that?
Scroll back and read your past comments

Othersideblue said...

jac,
Thank you for reading my poetry, you are welcome.
Are you really from africa?

jac said...

Yep.
Have you been there ?

Othersideblue said...

No, I have never had the chance,
am a bit scared of the crocodiles,
but i like to travel and visit new places in spite of the crocodiles :)

jac said...

Crocodiles don't attack escorted females.
You can come with your husband and be safe.