| = hmm | Corina Gina Papouis [02.Jan.10 14:44] |
| i would suggest more de-cluttering of your text for it to shine... What moves me in It's more than infinity For I'm the walk without direction For I am the unwise I'm going where the wind takes me Walking more than legs Moving more than arms What stirs in me Is an abstract framework of infinite unwise I'm going where the thought shows And walk no more than a simple land towards the opposite running no more. just a thought...:) | |
| = Thanks | Oscar Calixto [02.Jan.10 15:11] |
| Thaks, dear... My bad english... rsrs Kiss.. | |
| = :) | Cãtãrãu Alina - Andreea [02.Jan.10 19:12] |
| I enjoyed very much reading this poem, it gave me the feeling that I was entering into another dimension, where everyone relives himself from his thoughts of worry of helplessness or maybe of any kind of laws, because literature is composed of this wish of breaking free from the real world and wandering aimlessly into the unknown land of imagination. | |