Poets Land

When I feel I need to write my spirit takes wings at once and begins to fly Throughout my veins I get inspired Somehow I get the feeling like being in paradise Words begin flying around just I try to catch them they arise at once up I feel my soul rose up to air near them I start following them and I get more inspired Music note symbols begin chasing each other throughout my heart veins Sometimes a soft melody takes my soul to legendary worlds Sometimes the sad voice of the lute that I adore the most Takes my soul with it flies to heavens I desert the world while I get inspired Butterflies fly inside my heart I go to another world its not the eart Another world It's called poets land Poets land is filled with pure emotions and delicacy of feeling Everywhere is colored white and surrounded with wonderful roses Angels wear baby blue veils with smiling faces Every while and while angels cradle by The adorable violin music makes angels cry Ah another world its another place Nowhere to human greed nor for haters ugly race only pure emotions will forever revive there.