Monday, July 2, 2012

Dreamer's Chronicle

When darkness baited the raging sun,

A New World is alive and lifeless in a period of time,

Where the creatures of the night walking in the southeast,

From a valley of death to the land of raging beasts humble.

In a quirk of fate the world has gone into oblivion,

Flooding the atmosphere with the exhortation of immense

A man without a face lurking across the lawn in the moonlight,

Tastings of apprehension only dreamers could provide.

He stretched his arms and opened a dry mouth wide,

Release the fear and horror ... sucking the marrow of life

Screams of brute feels under the vague horizon,

Mourning for the existence of a monster of trepidation.

Although became numb the senses, the intellect is aware,

Absorbing every drop of blood verve by all parties,

Suddenly, the whispers of the breeze changed his way,

The trees begin to murmur bliss for the entire environment.

Boundless faith illuminated the corners of the earth,

And a goddess-like beauty seemed from the outside,

She extended her arms to rid the world of terror,

Citing the magnificence and wonder counter.

The dreamer has flown with the beauty in the vivid blue sky,

Enjoying the freedom and glory to great heights,

Under the glittering jewels to thin white clouds above,

Freedom is what the dreamers want to have.

The morning air kissed and touched every human face,

Embracing the beginning of the most recent phase of life,

And before the night proves once again should take dreamers

That

"Dreams are the visions of what we do, think and feel when we wake up ..."

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