Sunday, March 1, 2015

"The Island" - Picture Poem










She sees nothing but paradise.
The water glistens,
as if it was the cleanest mirror.

 There is no work.
Something to get away from all the problems, 
dragging her down to the center of the Earth.

 In the morning animals fills her eyes.
In the afternoon she loves the warmth of the sun.
At night she sees the sun rise.

 Where she live she see nothing but towers,
and sadly not so many flowers.
In the island she sees nature,
and the Earth in its natural beauty.

 She then sees her family coming,
but then darkness fills her eyes.
It was just a dream,
a wonderful but unrealistic dream.


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