In the hidden corners where thought-comets dart,
And the recesses of the mind's infinite art,
There lies a world, verdant and vast,
The canvas of imagination, its brushstroke cast.
Mountains of dreams touch the cosmic gleam,
In the landscape of the mind, ideas stream.
Fractals of fantasy thread through reality's seam,
The palette of imagination, bursting at its beam.
Creatures of color, wild and free,
Dance on the spectrum of thoughts that flee.
Gardens blooming with whispers of the bumblebee,
In the garden of the mind, untamed and key.
Worlds intersect across time's golden hours,
Galaxies unfurling in mind's mystic towers.
With each imaginative spark, a universe flowers,
Such is the magic, the vivid power, of imagination's showers. -justcallmeN09
β¨Write what you imagineβ¨
This poems's for our unsaid feelings, I don't know why I came up with this but let's just say that here, I can express what I feel towards someone and something in this world.
Tho I'm not that perfect so bare with my mistakes, tell me about it, and correct me if possible so I will correct it myself π€.
For those who also have their unsaid feelings and wanted to express here, just message me so I could put it in my work with your name/username π
"We don't read and write poetry because it's cute, we read and write poetry because we are members of the human race." -Dead Poets Society
I'm a 17 y/o (Started this when I was 15) just wanting to share some of my poetry with people other than my friends :]
(Also feel free to comment any tips and how I could improve on my writing!)