Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven;
For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation.
Willie and his beloved wife, Elvira, lived highly organized, pleasant lives;
For magic impels ways and customs to differ, like buds, as spring arrives.
Everyone called Willie Winkie, 'Wee,' since most elves were notably bigger;
But, he was Director of Dreams, scattering joys of plum night, with vigor.
Violence was completely unheard of, inside their peace loving community,
......
In the dark night sky, I sail on the ocean of stars, looking for a ray of light, in a nebula of hope far away.
Cosmic dust dances slowly, whispering promises of the future, amidst the eerie darkness, I found a glimmer of light.
Oh, nebula, the vortex of dreams that never goes out, you draw a path in the dark, towards a day full of courage. Every colour you emit, is a prayer that floats into the sky, touching the throne of the Creator, carve your destiny with love and hope.
So let me fly, penetrate the endless sky, with the hope of being a guide, into a new universe.
Slipi. 05 December 2024. 9:19 PM
I think I fell in love
And it tore me
The bliss amazing
But all fleeting moments
Leaving one empty
Yearning for it’s touch
But not looking back
All but ignoring you
Leaving you without
In a dark empty world
......
I once had a dream
of having wings;to fly
and the wise thus came
and to me said
don’t fly too high
or down you’ll come fallin
don’t fly too low
or you’ll be one drenched chicken
So I stood wondering
whose wings would they be
......
Dreams hide at nights only.
At noon they come in from the cold.
They stretch and hide
under the dark, thick skin of shadows.
The eye of a dream is bleached
at night, dilating towards the
pulse of whitewashed shadows.
......
Smokes and water
Lets just say vapour
I’m drowning. in
One of two maybe
Both
My words may rhyme
And of your favour
How do I get
In water can’t swim
In smoke can’t see
......
I once had a dream
of having wings;to fly
and the wise thus came
and to me said
don’t fly too high
or down you’ll come fallin
don’t fly too low
or you’ll be one drenched chicken
So I stood wondering
whose wings would they be
......
I think I fell in love
And it tore me
The bliss amazing
But all fleeting moments
Leaving one empty
Yearning for it’s touch
But not looking back
All but ignoring you
Leaving you without
In a dark empty world
......
In the dark night sky, I sail on the ocean of stars, looking for a ray of light, in a nebula of hope far away.
Cosmic dust dances slowly, whispering promises of the future, amidst the eerie darkness, I found a glimmer of light.
Oh, nebula, the vortex of dreams that never goes out, you draw a path in the dark, towards a day full of courage. Every colour you emit, is a prayer that floats into the sky, touching the throne of the Creator, carve your destiny with love and hope.
So let me fly, penetrate the endless sky, with the hope of being a guide, into a new universe.
Slipi. 05 December 2024. 9:19 PM
Willie Winkie lived in a land of magic, in the region called Butterfly Haven;
For Willie was a diminutive elf, like the violet blossoms, of purple fixation.
Willie and his beloved wife, Elvira, lived highly organized, pleasant lives;
For magic impels ways and customs to differ, like buds, as spring arrives.
Everyone called Willie Winkie, 'Wee,' since most elves were notably bigger;
But, he was Director of Dreams, scattering joys of plum night, with vigor.
Violence was completely unheard of, inside their peace loving community,
......