A Place You Have Forgotten

A Place You Have Forgotten short poem

Photo by Tambako the Jaguar 

There’s a place,you may have forgotten about it.
Hiding in your heart, only the child in you knows about it.

It’s a place where you can find Aphrodite.
Earth is still unknown of its beauty.

Nature enriched by musical melodies.
It’s a forest full of paradise.

Wind, trees and insects, all in harmony of music.
You can hear cheerful flowers making a chorus.

Fairies and butterflies play ‘in and out’.
Spreading fun and joy all around.

What is this place ?.
A place where love blossoms…
A place where peace is eternal…
A place where only your soul exists…
It’s a place you have forgotten…

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monica mundada
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Well drafted!! Humans lost this place of love & peace in this techno world

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