Land Of poetry 3

As a sudden she was under a world of fine colors that swayed in red. Their the note stood in the middle as like a poemm. Their were many creatures around her walking hearts and fruits that hang like sunshine on sky. She walked calmly to the huge rock that was close by. She calmy sat down and with a calm smile. There she knew that was where she love to be in her sweet world that was sweet and kind where love floats in wind and peoples. There was a man there who looked amazing his eyes was deep like a sea underneath the night. Very passionate he was his eyebrows grew fine roses as she emerged. Roses were her favorite. Something began to blow beside her. As a wind came that brought sometime of sound. It sounded like my father well my step father would play. They would dance around like cute stars on the keyboard as I was always in my room. I knew my stepfather didn't want to talk to me. I knew he dislike me but I held my tears upon my botebook. There my words would float like rain upon the window. Soft it was as I glance slowly at the emotions that would come within. Now here I was in a world I didn't know but what was this world a dream. The air was always mdelodic. Poeple were covered in floars like walking plants. I saw hearts moving by giving a little stare as I looked quite out of place. Still the music came as I went close to him. Soon some roses apeared upon my brown skinned body. I was not disturbed by the rare amazement that dugged within my skin. I was amazed at this rain that I watching. This man that had caught my precious eyes. Never have I felt this feeling as I have always beenn saddened everywhere. Name alone my mother name me as so my stepfather. School was a tiresome nuisance because I would stand out with my own style. MY favorite color so was black. It was like she could not have her own color though that was emotion that dyed in living soul. 1

As she came closer she was caught by some fancy words. "what lovely eyes when I stare its as if I'm in a dream" Those words sounded so true to her. Though not use to this for noone had ever shown affection to her but in this world she felt as if she was someoneelse she was insided her. She then came up to him she tried to speak but the words would not come out. Was she speaking through eyes. So tried harded then soon she heard herself as she was singing to him. She never could sing. Alone found it quite funny.2

I wanted to say what I wanted but it was so hard as this world I was not accustom too. "hey what is your name" 3

My name is Gem. I don't know where I am or how I came here"4

"this is the world of poetry" the what...