Where Stories Are Made
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joyouscellyjc
joyouscellyjcIn love with poetry
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We when we stop believing miracles die

Where Stories Are Made

by joyouscellyjc

Maybe in the lap of stars stories are made

On the warm breezes of the night sky fairytales reside

And maybe there is the magic Castle in the clouds our dreams now evade

Maybe wings are waiting for us in a land of no pride

Somewhere in nature I believe heaven lies

The clouds, the sky, the sunshine, the rain

When we stop believing, stop loving, maybe miracles die

Maybe we find our deepest infinities we go insane

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joyouscellyjcBronze CommaIn love with poetry
a year ago
we were both
we were

joyouscellyjcBronze CommaIn love with poetry
a year ago
Serenity
My journey from insanity to serenity.. :)

joyouscellyjcBronze CommaIn love with poetry
a year ago
Poetry
He called me poetry he'd want to write :)



joyouscellyjcBronze CommaIn love with poetry
a year agoReply
@secretsmile never stop believin, yes! !

secretsmileI go about life as every day is my last
a year agoReply
fantastic piece of writing we definitely should never stop believing

joyouscellyjcBronze CommaIn love with poetry
a year agoReply
@izal5416 thank you so much Your words definitely tug on my heartstrings. And yes indeed people who don't believe in magic will never find it @ivoryannalise

izal5416Bronze Commasave me
a year agoReply
@joyouscellyjc I still love this story so much :') It tugs on heartstrings, and I am not surprised it is first place so far :D

ivoryannaliseCommabassadorWriter, Reader, YouTuber, and Artist
a year agoReply
@joyouscellyjc You are so welcome! :) People who don't believe in magic, will never find it. :)

joyouscellyjcBronze CommaIn love with poetry
a year agoReply
@ivoryannalise thank you ♥ never stop believing :)

ivoryannaliseCommabassadorWriter, Reader, YouTuber, and Artist
a year agoReply
This wonderful! Your poem reminds me of when I was a child and I believed anything was possible.

joyouscellyjcBronze CommaIn love with poetry
a year agoReply
@izal5416 they were. The reader's response is the highest complement to a poet's pen. Thank you 💗

izal5416Bronze Commasave me
a year agoReply
@joyouscellyjc I'm glad that my words were taken into account ^^

joyouscellyjcBronze CommaIn love with poetry
a year agoReply
@izal5416 thank you so much. Your words mean a lot to me :)