Winding turning curving,
Weaving a tapestry of images,
A never ending flow unyielding.
Flooding at times,
Trickling always.
Craving a masterpiece.
An unquenchable land of what ifs.
A decadent array of sight,
smells,
sounds,
tastes,
touch,
and feelings.
All choreographed into a symphony.
The never ending storyline,
waiting to be unleashed.
A world of my own creations.
Sculpted with words,
as vivid as a sunset.
Vision of futures passed by,
fictional lands
strung together with syllables.
A unending daydreamer,
Cursed with a wandering mind.
YOU ARE READING
A Wandering Mind: A collection of short stories & poems.
Cerita PendekA mind is ment to wander, to see beyond reality, into worlds unknown.
