soft blue colored lilies
frolic through your mind
let go of all your worries
and turn back forgotten time
spoken whispers by your sky
circling your head
let your imagination fly
while you're sleeping in your bed
through the darkened shadows lurk
a special friend and foe
but you just put on a smirk
'cause you already know
imaginative, masked of fear
they crawl back to their den
you fake a smile so you can bear
their return again
the spoken whispers you have learned
through the hidden lie
now do what you have always yearned
and let your blissful nonsense fly
Author notes
I wrote this at midnight a year ago. It made sense when I wrote it...but in the morning I looked at it and didn't know what to think of it. My aunt says it sounds like dreaming. I guess it was my body telling me to go to sleep.
um....your thoughts?
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awsome
i think it sounds like knowing, knowing the things that nobody sees, nobody wants to see but not being scared, not afraid but that is because you know they won't stay forever, so you see if you think about it it sounds like knowing -
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thank you
i'm glad you found meaning in it. i just wrote it out of boredom. i didn't even see how this would make sense, and i'm the one who wrote it. how sad. thank you for commenting on my poem!
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