Books and cosplay
Fantasies surpassing reality
Fantasizing all day
It's become practicality.
Witchcraft and wands
Guiding my soul with herbs
More things to find fond
A special place to feel heard.
My nose in another book
Maybe poetry this time
Regardless in the night I lurk
Adding to the worlds I climb.
Imagination and wonder
Elves, witches, cottages, and wisdom
In clouds I ponder
Another realm feeling so blithesome.
"Just snap out of it"
They say past my daze
But they neglect counterfeit
My quietude of glorious days.
Costumes and "make belief"
More worlds for me to find
Swords slashing past its sheath
Of the reality I left behind.
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12 AM Thoughts || Original Midnight Poetry
PoetryDo you ever smile at 12 AM, staring at the moon, Watching as stars glisten by, Coloring the darkness Only for the sun to take them away too soon? Wonders so full of amusement at the night sky, Smiling at 12 AM With an imagination And hearts full of...
