where roses fly and passion rain...

where roses fly and passion rain…

my childish dreams were high and gay
where roses fly and passion rain
and joyful twits around me play
where love and peace count as the main

truth escape reality of vain
burning my voice, come out what may
burning away my voiceless pain
my childish dreams were high and gay

spiritedly tired i lay
to the last drop i do remain
what else could be: live what i feign
where roses fly and passion rain

social mobility the vane
carting on the catalogue tray
only on in my dreamy vein
do joyful twits around me play

while childhood values suffered slay
and jungle madness clover lain
i would love to live, love and pray
where love and peace count as the main

many joined on the wishful train Victor Adex
i brisk with light shine while i may
right now before my whiskers slain
to build up on and force to stay
my childish dreams to come today

Copyright  © Adetimilehin VicAdex Inioluwa
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Besides being a youthful writer, he is also an organizer at “We Can Get More From Life” and you can see his brief in the “about us” section of his blog at http://wecangetmore.blogspot.com

 

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