My favourite place

My favourite place

A Poem by Yahallo
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Sleeping too much certainly isn't a good thing or a sign.

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There's a place
where I can hide
full of only the most
beautiful flowers
and trees and there's
no bees

In my favourite place
all wishes surely come true
death doesn't exist
everything is closer there -
the stars, the ocean, the moon
and even you

But sometimes in that same place
it gets dark - pitch black
monsters run and laugh
they are out of this world
i learned my deepest fears
right here

Most of the nights though
it's really sunny
and everything gets warmer
when I can hear your laughter
when I can touch your skin
when we're holding pinkies

A lot of people ask me 'why'
and that's when I must tell a lie
'no reason I'm like every other person'
but i really like not worrying
and just simply ignoring
it is never boring

Once I flew in the sky
yesterday I wasn't afraid of standing high
once I was an amazing wife
the other time I was in love with life
once I was friends with everyone in zoo
but every evening I had you

My favourite place in the world
is always bathed in
sun and shooting stars
it's where I live with closed eyes
in my bed I can always stay
and dream my life away












© 2018 Yahallo


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Added on January 5, 2018
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