Imagination
Contributed by
sirenofthenorth
on
Wednesday, 17th September 2008 @ 01:01:15 AM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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World unknown,
far from home,
beckon call,
heard by all,
Will they answer,
will they come?
The sky turns violet,
waiting,
needing something real.
The characters are frozen,
awaiting the action brought on by the others,
completely bored,
muscles growing weak,
waiting for someone to use them,
move them,
help them,
soothe them.
Pages starting to tare and fray,
dust settling after the many passed days,
where are they,
where did they go?
This world created for them,
but they will never know,
technology rotted their minds,
if it's a movie,
why read and waste the time?
Imagination shrivels up,
dryed out by lack,
Is there anything we can do to ever get it back?
Worlds unseeen,
words unheard,
visions escaping our grasp,
A world unknown,
violet sky turning dark,
characters fading into black.
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