Somewhere in a dimension not known to other people,
We're dancing to a song that we both enjoy
We're talking for hours about books that we love
We're facing each other, with not the slightest bit of awkwardness
Not worrying the slightest bit about time,
Or the people around us who're minding their own business
Because we're in our own world,
Where time doesn't move in nanoseconds
Time freezes for that moment of awe looking at a perfect creation
Of a mind so beautiful that no one can ever compare
I find myself longing for that time space with you
In a world where there's no judgment, no frowns
Just people who spend time doing the things they love
In that beautiful dimension I created in my mind,
Nothing interrupted us. Not time, not energy, nothing
Like being stuck inside a kaleidoscope
Each turn brings a new discovery of beauty.
Never a second of boredom, only new patterns and colours
Turning magically within the space it conquers
Teaching me new wonders of life, beyond my imagination
And now as I pen the last words to this poem,
I find myself aching to the thoughts that appear in my head
Of how that beautiful dimension is just an imagination
A space that does not exist, except in my mind
As I write these words I realise how the truth always pulls me back to reality
And every beautiful story must end cruelly
Cause that's the only ending I've ever known,
For every new person who appears in my life
No matter how strong the bond is, people always leave
I know you said it wouldn't be easy to get rid of you,
But babe, I've been living my life believing that I'm a monster
Who would love a monster? No matter how pitiful, how painful,
A monster is a monster
And I'm that sad eyes looking at you from afar
Always thanking God for our beautiful way of meeting
Always grateful for the times you lifted me up
Always hoping I could do more for you
Now as the kaleidoscope stops spinning,
My shivering hands fell to the side,
Wiping the tears that fell unexpectedly to my cheeks
My blurry vision can no longer see the beauty of kaleidoscope,
But the memory lingers in my heart
Not willing to forget the beauty of that view,
The feeling of awe, the beauty, the comfort.
As my eyes adjust to the light from the sun,
I wipe the tears and smile
To the reality, to the future, to the dream that I saw
It may just be a fraction of my imagination,
But it's still beautiful as it can ever be..
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Kaleidoscope
PoetryKaleidoscope: an instrument containing loose bits of colored material (such as glass or plastic) between two flat plates and two plane mirrors so placed that changes of position of the bits of material are reflected in an endless variety of patterns...