over the clouds
November 7, 2006 12:17am CST
Today I fly and try to touch the heavens, getting intimate with thoughts and secrets hidden in the clouds. Beyond the ideology of my non-conformist heart, it is compelled to follow where my mind wants to break free... Here, over the clouds, over the present pains, over the contagious, anemic world, I swim through the magic that I cannot touch, but could only understand.
• United States
7 Nov 06
Wow, I don't even know what to say about this poem. I am not usually at aloss for words. I also try to write poetry. You have just blown me away. Let your mind break free, please. It can only be a good thing. It would surely be a work of art.