What is it like to take a stroll?
beyond transient thoughts and thy control
through unfathomed labyrinths of thy mind
to perceive dimensions lost in time
realms conceived be sketched in shards
concealed within thy house of cards
thoughts evolved through collapse and creation
to discern fragments of thy imagination
among an eternity of realities confiscated
as poetry in my mind it thus manifested
YOU ARE READING
Into my World
Poetry"Imagination is the only weapon in the war against reality" -Lewis Carroll Exploring my boundless imagination and sketching the artistry of different worlds, dreams, thoughts and feelings onto paper ( wattpad in this case)...
