"balnk" poems
Dream
Dream is like a free bird,
Where we can fly alone or in a herd,
Dream is like an open ground,
Where we listen to our inner sound
Dream is like a balnk paper,
Where we can draw without thinking about the error.
Dream is something to be known,
Giving us strength to stand by own.
aryan kubal
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 8:19 AM UTC