Day Dream

Another bunch of old works to share with you. I really just want to be done with it, and move onto new stuff, but I don't want to bury my past works either, so here it is.

What is a daydream, and what is reality?

What is a faded memory, but melancholy hell?

Evading the shade of yesterday

A shadow of the past

A battle’s death, peaceful emptiness

I wish I could share this vision with the world, before it perishes in the snowstorm, and another thing is born

Mythical residual unicorn

A horn of crystallized imagination, unconforming exaggerated magic, an adult’s revolting playground

To revolve around the merry go round, beautiful illusion illustrated, found

Living from the beginning, ever livid, continuing from the upbringing

Man making

Groundbreaking

Soul shook, shaken

Reawakened, another love-like medication

A medium of a deceiving elevation, re-educated by freedom

Bleed reasoning illogically

Just keep believing, in your own form

Of sanity, through a crazy daydream

A mind that once was a child

That kid will never be left behind

Complicated erasure will never happen, misshapen, disastrous is the view

The hazardous grey mattered bud of something new, undo the noose, and let me breathe in the serene sanctuary, redeemed imaginary

Ferry me and drown me in it, let me breathe in this drug, and purify my lungs

And run through the fields of make-believe, and real

Deathless teal, among the feeling, above love’s ceiling, revealing perfection

Reckoning the essence of a renegade of memories, malevolent dosages of energy, befriend my enemies in this enigma, and become a figment of fantasy

Mine my refined mind, redefined in it’s design, aligned with life, mother earth’s husband, covered in the picturesque mist of pixie dust

A fairy barely aware of a love affair

Remarried staring wearily conversely

Adversary barely containing a merry spirit

Scenic spherical genius meanings, merely fleetingly freeing

Beyond mention condensed in radiant star-dusted gradience

We are but stagnant manakins  manifested in madnesses collection, confessing aggressions, apprehended

Delectable, exquisite, a conversation-like mirror image, pure frigid affliction, afloat in this mixture of mirth, perfection can never mimicked, given, sure

Author's Note

I very seldom reply to reviews, but I promise I read EVERY single one. I look forward to my next review, because it helps me learn. Even if it's just one word, I promise, I will be ecstatic to have the chance to hear what you have to say. Whenever you write something about my poems, or the themes of my poems, or criticize me it is not in vain. I will listen, learn and be thankful.