Imaginary Ride

Come in, little child
Don’t be afraid of all nightmares
They are alive only in the night

Follow the light of a snowflake
Sparkling star in the deep ocean of sky
One only guide
Through the world of neverending winter

Enter the world
Where the verse writes a cradle of life
Petal flows with dark waters of night
Ghost river of time
Still frozen in cold
Heart longs for a sound of nightingale’s lullaby

Kingdom of madness
Child, unborn innocence
Dreambound rests in silence

Empty grave beyond the hill
Told by a sin, mesmerized by a dream
Every little hope sends its call through the dreamer’s lore

Enter the world
Where the verse writes a cradle of life
Petal flows with dark waters of night
Ghost river of time
Still frozen in cold
Heart longs for a sound of nightingale’s lullaby

Heart longs for a score
Dearest part of unwritten play
Fading voice of a dying day
Luring symphony of dreamtale
Imaginary ride to the shore
Your heart so dearly adores

Enter the world
Where the verse writes a cradle of life
Petal flows with dark waters of night
Ghost river of time
Still frozen in cold
Heart longs for a sound of nightingale’s lullaby

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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