A Storm Of Creation

by Innocent Fairy   May 27, 2012


As I strum through the pages
I realize, I could be lost in this world for ages
and as the days pass me by
the chapters begin to fly
Finally losing sight of time
I close my eyes
and sleep feels like a crime
but even in sleep I can't escape
for my dreams are what my mind creates
and while the words keep flowing
I picture them like movies
and here I am, thinking
I could spend my life
in a world full of imagination
formed by my own creation.

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  • 11 years ago

    by ArtistrySoul

    Wow, i feel like this most days and i never thought someone or myself would write it as a poem but very good well written :)

    5/5