Category : Poems

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I would like to be a bird,
 To fly free over the land.
  I would like to be a tree, 
To pump oxygen into their fragile lungs.

 I would like to be a painting, 
To be envied by other painters.
  I would like to be a candle, 
That leaves a stain of light into the darkness.  

I would like to be a love letter signed by a kiss,
 In the times when people 
Loved each other more and hated less.  

I would like to be a song 
On the lips of musicians.
 The sound of a violin that keeps
 The flame of a burned heart.

I would like to be more than a traveler 
Who is in a hurry to be rich in money
 And not in memories.