Fantasy

by Ramblings of an ageing Kid   Jun 9, 2011


A sense of tranquility attack the place with no reason
A touch of magic, broken by realists so oblivious
Forgetting that our world is round, and that our sky is blue
Hiding away from their spouts and their screams for more
I cried today, I have never cried anytime before
That the rainbow ran away from me
When I chased the end for gold
I chased the world for naught
Scribbled lines of unwanted thoughts
Haunting me
Stay with me, I escaped the embrace of home
Darkness was home, and it is never coming back
Quivers of my myriad senses I need to set free
Need that medicine today, cartoons will never stray
The grass will be green, the water will flow
Upwards to heavens, the wind will kiss me
And why shall it stutter, when I am the creator
The curator of all fantasy, nothing is true
For the sky is never blue
Yes the sky will never be blue anymore

LSD like thing .. was just listening to The Beatles :D!! :)

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  • 13 years ago

    by Meme

    What a fantastic poem you wrote here bro .. How amazing and thoughtful are the pictures that this poem shows .. Fantasy portrayed into reality ..

  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    I like this piece. The flow was good and so were the images. Great job in organizing the ideas logically..

    My suggestions:

    - A sense ... attack --> "attacks"
    - That the rainbow ran away from me --> "this verse is like a hole in a solid-brick wall.. You need to link the verse before it to it and the verse after it also.. I think "that" should be canceled.. "Even" could work better.
    - "Yes the sky will never be blue anymore" --> this was a bad end :\ I suggest you cancel this line.. and keep the very one before it 'cz it makes the end tighter and stronger!

    Awesome job. I liked :)

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