Play Pretend

Written 3/10/15 Playing pretend in my head.

While the music plays
Grab my hand
And close your eyes
We'll escape
This world for a while
We'll get lost
In the melody
-
Let the notes dance with you
And take you to the deepest parts
Of your mind
Let your imagination run
Wild and free
What is it that you see?
-
Mine takes me
To an ever growing forest
Of deep-seated thoughts; dreams, and spoken words
Some parts are dark and dreadful
Where trees are dead or dying
Decaying from the inside out
From the lack of light and rain
-
But some flourish
With green leaves
Or flower buds
Waiting to bloom
With streams of water near by
To give them life
And blanketed with rays of light
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Don't let the music stop playing
I don't want this dance
With my imagination to ever end
Reality is too harsh
I just want to stay here
And play pretend
(End)

Author's Note

This randomly came to me while I was listening to classical music and trying to relax.

Ps - here's a thought for you, it could be a good or bad thing that some trees are dead/dying and some are full of life. Giving life to something isn't always good and killing something isn't always bad. Food for thought I guess?

Reviews

[Ana D S M]

This was fantastic, it felt so enchanting, the imagination is a wonderful thing and using it to pretend, dream, escape is magical.

[GreenEyedPoet]

Thank you!
It can be a wonderful thing at times - but can also be bad also. Which is what I was trying to convey. :)

[GreenEyedPoet]

Oops ignore the second also haha.

[Ana D S M]

:D you're welcome

[Jamestown]

I really enjoyed reading this, I too wish I could play pretend sometimes!
Well written, thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

[GreenEyedPoet]

Glad you liked it. :)