When I close my eyes
the word changes,
a gallery of imagination settled in my brain.
Anything is possible here,
not with magic,
not with science,
but with a power to change your mind.
Thoughts= everyone has them
what if we could read them.
Imagination- where you fly,
where you cry.
It's just a whole world inside your head.
Waiting.... to change into reality,
but too scared.
It's been shattered before
not again.
YOU ARE READING
Coruscate☄
PoesiaPAINTING IS POETRY which is seen but not heard. POETRY IS A PAINTING which is heard but not seen. -Leonardo Da Vinci . . . Coruscate (...
