I've dreamt of landscapes.
Hills so majestic and tall,
they'd pierce the Sun's eyes.
Grass so green,
it almost appears neon
under the faint white glow.
Flowers gently sway
in the Spring wind..
Waterfalls so grand and serene,
a giant could use the clear waters
as a mirror.
All of these landscapes,
beautiful sceneries..
locked in my mind without escape.
All of these picture perfect utopias,
exist only in my imagination.
Maybe it's best that way.
This perfect world exists
dreams far from reality.
Far from the harrowing
depressions of this crystal world
built on crystal dreams.
What a beautiful dream.
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Scattered Stars
PoetryPoems and stories (mostly poems) written by Toxic Rebel. No order, probably doesn't make sense. Scattered poems with scattered topics. •~•~Stars~•~• Stars in broad daylight what a wonderous sight.. If there were stars in the vast blue sea.. would yo...
