Do you know what it feels like
when the world goes still?
When the cars stop moving
and the birds stop singing,
When the people imitate statues
and the wind stops along with the cool breeze
blowing at you on a bright sunny day.
It feels like sitting in a room of static,
the buzzing vibrating through your body
and the harmonious humming on repeate in your head
blocking out everything else.
It feels like laying in a pitch black room with music ringing in your ears
shielding you from the noise of this loud world we live in,
As the melody carry you through the whirlwind of thoughts in your mind
taking you through the song like a leaf on a autumn breeze,
And while the melody guides you through the song
the lyrics sprouting in your mind like flowers,
anchoring you in the moment
keeping you from floating away.
This is my world
the world crafted just for me
by the hands of a blacksmith ,
and this is how it feels when I enter this world
When everything seems to stand still
I know I have drifted off into the mountains and hills
of this alternate reality call my imagination.
I wonder what your hidden world feels like?
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A collection of poems by a loud mind
Poetrythis is a collection of the thoughts, feelings, rants, and poetry straight from my mind. I'm new to writing poetry so I hope you enjoy.
