A getaway,
A paradise,
A place of Serenity,
Where all my senses feel.
I could just die in estacy,
Lost in this dream,
The soothing sound of the waterfall,
Of leaves rustling above,
While I take refuge in it's soft shades,
Becoming one with it's ambiance,
Leaving imprints on my soul,
The cool air rushing through to my lungs,
Filling me with overwhelming peace.
In this Paradise, I am free,
At least till I return to reality,
So for now, Liberated I will be.
3 comments:
Still into poems huh?
=)
poems..poems...i stil dun get it...tryin my best to undertsand d meanings..haix...
SOme words are clear cut.. it speaks for itself. Some are metaphoric.
In "paradise", the title speaks for itself. It's a place where one is free from the world. Nirvana?
it's like a getaway from reality, but in a good way...
it could be like when you're with your friends, everything in the world doesn't matter anymore, and that is paradise... or being in GOd's presence..
but to the drug additct, it would be drugs..
to me, it would be music... and friends.. and anythign that makes me high.. like a bald head... hehe..
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