A creative escape

A creative escape

A Poem by Owl Arctic

Creativity and dreams

Creativity, is it a Blessing or a curse?

I shall never know

It creates worlds yet destroys souls

Truly the only supper power

The ability to build a universe through thought  

Using words as its only building blocks

And as for limits there are none

And rules but one

To DREAM

But to dream is not only to imagine or to design

Rather to believe and to feel

It is to make it real

In your heart and your mind

And that is where the catch lies

For when dawn calls the soul back to the body

The soul shrinks back and hides

Otherwise it might die

For the shock of waking up to reality

Ways heavily on the mortal body

The which could cause the souls chain to break

Sending the body to an endless sleep, never to wake

So, you see a body with no soul cannot exist

Neither can the body walk between dreams

And so, the cost of creativity and dreams

A poison to reality

© 2018 Owl Arctic


Author's Note

Owl Arctic
Dreams, Creativity and Imagination are like a virtual world where you escape from reality but like all things you have to wake up from sooner or later to feed the body and when you do you find you are in the exact same estate as you where before entering the machine despite the time that has passed whether it was days or years even though the reality has changed or multiplied.

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Added on May 13, 2018
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Owl Arctic
Owl Arctic

Hannah, UT



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