~Unicorn Poems~
Unicorns
With wings or with horns
Soaring up high or cavorting below
There is just one thing you need to know
When you are blue And feeling so down
This message is for you
To take away that frown.
Though we cant see them
Or find it hard to believe
They havent forgotten us
Just look in your heart and you will see
The hope and the love
That has been left to you
A gift and a fantasy
Lives always in you.
Unicorns, Unicorns
Majestic creatures with magic horns
They prance and play
By night and by day
With love in their hearts
That hatred can't break apart
Happiness and joy
Be it a boy or a girl
Because a unicorn is pure
Oh, such a beautiful cure
If only people could have such feelings
But sorrow and hate seem so appealing
That we cant be happy as they
And love, dance, and play all of the day
If only our hearts could in some little way
Be as pure as a unicorn
We would be reborn
And love like an angel
To everyone we know
Instead of depravity dragging us low.
So remember to hope,
To love and to dream
And maybe some day
Life will be happy and serene.
He appeared through moonlight beams.
A Unicorn with eyes of silver blue,
Softly brushed the breeze on winter's
dew.
An illusion of beauty, gracing his horn
was a shining star.
Star dust in his snow white mane,
glittered from afar.
He hung a bright rainbow above my
bed.
Soft Aurora colors danced 'round my
head.
They say he's made of dreams and
fantasy.
But, look! He's here in the room with
me!
With spirited voice he spoke of his home
in the sky.
I told him he was just like me, a lone
creature of the night.
And begged him stay and fill me with his
joy and sheer delight.
But he then told of places where his
fantasy is born.
He must be off before the sky brought on
the early morn.
Do not forsake me, Unicorn! I beseech,
do not go away!
He replied, "I will return when the moon
chases off the day."
Then light appeared through window's
dawn.
I opened up my eyes and he was gone.
With heavy heart I wait in hopes
of Aurora's rainbow streaming.
When he returns to my moonlit night
of fantasy and dreaming.
MY DREAM
Last night I
had the dream of dreams.
A castle in the clouds, delicate like a
lover's sigh.
