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Imagination, a State of Mind

Poetry By: OxannaRose
Poetry



A dream-like state of mind.


Submitted:Feb 18, 2013    Reads: 27    Comments: 3    Likes: 2   


Slowly drifting,

My consciosness betrays this world.

Then, with a rapid decent

I am caught in a dark abyss.

Time doesn't know me,

And I don't know myself.

I look onward from the outside.

Drip..

Drip..

Drop…

Words fall like pebbles

Into a river of endless drabble.

Bound yet free.

Sink.

Drown yourself in the world of imagination.

Time doesn't know me.

And I don't know myself.

Who I am in this realm means nothing.

A brilliant metamorphasis.

A stunning array

The blooming of brilliant braches

Extending from a black hole

The mind's eye.

Twist and turn down the turbulent tributary.

Ride the ripples of the reverberating reflections

Of the feathers for flight

That aid the ascension back to the ordinary.





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