Poems from toshirolover
Once upon a time there was this special land
And it wasn't at all bland.
It was as magical as Disneyland.
Music could be heard from the...
At my window every night
There comes this little white light
With little tales about many sites
Where it soars with delight
Telling...
What's it like to fly?
To be able to soar through the sky.
Like a bird flying home to feed
Or a cloud flowing through the breeze.
Would it...
It's surprising what a checkered ball can do.
Our society's always divided into two
But yet look at what the checkered ball can do.
It's...
A pale white mask sits all alone
Waiting to be put on and waiting to be shown.
Hidden behind it is an identity unknown
The flaws and...