An
era begun with dreams…
Soul
of lives faded over time
Around
her, people seemed like robots
with
recurring schedules, In all this,
she
urged to explore the flavors of life.
Like
the silver lining of clouds,
a
ray of hope gleams in her.
Soul
of elegant and exquisite nature…
Stippled
and lucid sky…
Music
of wind…
Tickling
of hair…
She
wanna live each moment.
A
princess in her own world, awaiting the prince.
A
warrioress combating against prejudices.
Flowers
bloom for her glance…
Pearls
fall down for her smile…
Wind
whistles for her dimple…
Twirls
like a free spirit
Doze
with burning desires
And
awake with aspirations.
Every
dawn lit the sparks of joy
Birds
chirp and fairies pave the way
Breeze
is the messenger of love for her.
Yes…she
is the Sognatrice from Cenozoic era
A
Sognatrice who wanna make this world a paradiso…
-
The Sognatrice
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