Original - Inspiration and decadence
My fantasy
I selected with care:
all daydreams to kill decadence!
When i feel all inspiration means
but the easier that was left:
become all sweet, sweet fantasies;
i never stopped rely
to my secret hopes that never finish...
With clever progress, invention and loves?
Indelible purity never vanish
to miss my emotions, no matter
never find a better world.
My poem rhyme until i find
an idea for killing decadence
which is growing fast
in a stupid mess so less?
Rosamar Freedom