The Inverted Universe/ Poem for 9/10/2019

I wrote this poem inspired by this photo that I clicked. The sky was such a beauty that day and the clouds - like a flock of sheep. They were moving in a slow pace, as if gracing in tranquility. The flock of sheep Lots of them- I must say. They move gentle, Caring less...

The Inverted Universe/ Poem

The flock of sheep Lots of them- I must say. They move gentle, Caring less and caring nought. They know not, That down below, (Or up above,) In an inverted Universe, A dreamer dwells. (Watching and waiting).   A romantic someone, With a dreamy brain, Conjuring a world different- A world beyond the shiny walls,...