Everybody has a dream
of things that never are to be.
It’s like a movie turning on.
A picture of illusions.
Before we know it has been gone.
We knew that picture… was it wrong?
We needed ground beneath our feet.
Not mirrors of illusions.
It’s sometimes that we fly to high
and fall from ladders in the sky.
This way we always kill our dreams
in mirrors of illusions.
And maybe when you look in there,
you think the same, as I do here.
Brake every mirror on the wall.
Think real… forget Illusions…
Aqua1955
8 Comments
John Cappello 10 Jul 2011
A VERY TALENTED ARTIST & POET, WAY TO GO, MY FRIEND BEAUTIFUL WORK OF ART .ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC,PIECE.yves colas 09 Feb 2011
amazing picture,and render,i like also the poem,great work,as always.Gabrielle Stahlie 02 Feb 2011
Dromen om te leven maar niet leven om te dromen.. Prachtig gedicht en een mooie painting.tim linville 01 Feb 2011
Oh,to be what We are...only Human.What a cruel Joke of the Gods.To give dreams and Visions,of Asscending Beings to mere flesh...Nice Words,AquaMan.Always a Great Contempltion of Story,to Accompany Your Images :)Emily Reed 01 Feb 2011
Exquisite artistry!Adrian Russell-Davies 01 Feb 2011
Great work Ben...Baby you can drive my car..Joan Wulff 31 Jan 2011
Neat drawing and poem!Stefani Wehner 31 Jan 2011
love your poem....... and the car.......as usual a very well done work, Ben!