Why do we have minds,
So creative and talented?
To break the shackles of the present,
Travel back and forth in time.
Oh, how pleasant it is,
To see a garden in a classroom,
The ocean in the bedroom,
To be the princess of our ballroom,
Aren't imaginary people better?
The sun is smiling at me,
The moon tells me what the sun did for him,
The stars keep nodding to my stories,
See there! The 100 hundred colors of the rainbow.
What a talent it is,
For souls to wander,
In their minds,
With eyes open wide.
When reality makes it harder,
Let your mind wander,
And conquer your reveries.
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Author:
Qurra Ain (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When our minds can create a better world than the real one
- Category: Fantasy
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Comments4
Indeed
Thank you, I appreciate your read.
"Therefore I say unto you, What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, believe that ye receive them, and ye shall have them."
Beautiful poem, Ain. Should that be Ain Soph Aur?!
Beautiful words, those are. No, no, they are in Arabic - meaning: a pleasure to the eyes.
Thanks!
Beautiful poem. When the world outside becomes hostile and uncaring, the imagination can create an alternative. I very much enjoyed reading you. You have got a great imagination.
Glad that you enjoyed. Thank you.
when the imagination takes flight, and soars, it gives rise to beautiful verse. well done, keep writing
Thank you
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