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Imagine a place, worries aside, where vast possibilities abide…
Where we reclaim our power, and truly be free.
A day where guiding light beckons the way, deep in the essence of creation’s core. Birthing all life forevermore.
If I told you I died 5 times today,
would you believe me?
Now,
in the horizon there,
my passion hands on a weak
branch stained of copper.
Ah,
so timeless is the upset of ruin,
Imagine growing up feeling broken
Broken like a clock stuck at night
Afraid of words that you’ve spoken
Or fearful of those that you might
Imagine stealing a glimpse at redemption
Imagine
Moving to a strange country.
You're so young and get married so abruptly,
To a man you were forced to love, and you're going to have a baby.
You move from Italy to Queens, where the people are pretty shady
Angelfish,
drown my sorrows.
teach me how to fly,
as you swim, in the sea.
I’ll swim in the sky.
With Eyes like rainbows,pools overlooking earths magnificent colors
with dancing lights in which life glows
my body falls as it looses all control spiraling into ur maze unconsciously losing myself as it goes
I have late night conversations with the moon
She tells me about the sun
And I tell her about you
What we used to do underneath her other half
And during her time when we went our different paths
Looking out the clear glass but dirty window
I see the trees shy from the harsh, cruel wind,
My mind wonders how whirling air blow;
Here in a room is where I imagine.
Traveller
[ Inspired by the story "Going Places" by A. R. Barton ]
One day
I want to find a world
Far away from this one
With impossible cliffs
High above the clouds
With a terrain of impossible soil
Close your eyes.
Imagine for a moment you wake up because someone is screaming;
Imagine that he or she is begging for help;
Imagine how the tears fill up your eyes,
When you realize that there's nothing you can do.
Can you imagine words with no voice?
Can you imagine pens with no ink?
Can you imagine paper with no empty lines?
Every word
is a tear that didn't escape.
Every line
Please go away
You've had your chance
I don't want you to stay
I'm in a hazy trance
I know how I am
To be honest
I can be kind
I can be sweet
I can be the greatest friend
Click
Adjust my bow tie.Put on a façade of fanciness.I love the Met.Or is it Carnegie?Kimmel Center?Honestly can't tellSounds the same to me.
Click
Think of all the things you've seen,
The far off places,
Daring scenes.
Think upon the times you smiled;
The tingling of
Your hearts desire.
Look back on your passions, prides,
And all the items
Imagine living with a family of disorders,
darkness riding upon corners.
Imagine living with an anorexic sister, autistic brother,
While your mind sits listlessly on its throne,
mine ventures to the edges of imagination.
Opening up doors you unknowingly pass by,
taking notes all the while,
I don’t know much about life
But I know about art
Art is a hard task; there are no shortcuts
Art is not always beautiful
It sometimes can be depressing
The right brush can create a masterpiece
Play Pretend
Imagine:
There is a girl standing by herself, observing her features and physical characteristics in a mirror.
Two cartoony tigers,
Friends for life,
Who live in a house
That bounces all night.
Two giants,
Father and son.
One smart,
One dumb,
One is mean,
One is bullied.
A pine tree,
With a swift brush of the breeze, you are beautiful.
Soaking in your everlasting scent, I can see you.
The ability to taste your bountiful lips is euforic, in the sense of purity and love.
It's normal to have thoughts, ideas, questions.
But is it normal to have an imagination?
To let it wander so far into dreamlands that you'll wake up hours later not knowing where you are?
Or what you're doing?
There's beauty in the forest;
Love falls down from the sky.
The birds all whisper softly
And flutter swiftly by.
My heart sinks in the river;
It sinks down through the deep.
We drift away to Narnia in our sleep,
if only to gain some solace from the dreadful company we keep.
In spite of the futility of it,
we crave and thrive within the vicinity of our creation.
A wise man once said to me:
Imagine the world where the black man could stand, head high
truly believing that as long as he drew breath
he had the potential to change the very foundation
of his existence.
If one child had not been taken -
had not been shot,
had not been slain -
if one more child had remained standing,
think of the heroes
she could have named.
If one child had told her stories,
life is like a canvas
u add paint
chage the color
make the design
but with this canvass you are never sure
on how the canvas would look
or how people will percieve it
Imagine a world with no color
How dull our lives will be
Every moment the sky gray
That’s not the way
Our dreams won’t be dreams
We will wake up with screams
Because a world with no color
Closed my eyes
Heart rate slowing down
I begin to hear my own beating heart
The waves move to my heartbeat
Inhale, my lungs expand
Just to smell the salt of the water
To my surprise
Memorizing data to spit back out verbatim
That’s not learning
Banking our self-worth on a letter
That’s not learning
Staying up so late that the book get’s blurry and our brain gets fuzzy
That’s not learning
You don't own me..
My past is dead. It holds no meaning
What happened happened. I need to be free of it;
I need to believe in feelings that are true,
That are beautiful, that are real.
Drowning in flowers,
Swimming in weeds
I dive deep into an endless abyss of imagination,
creation and all that is my inspiration.
I don't know where I am going
But I know it will be greem.
On the ground were my feet, my head in the clouds
As I dreamt of a place that can never be found:
“A place with no pain, a place with no sorrow,
A place where there’s always a brighter tomorrow.
What if we taught our children to think?
What if we taught our children to be open-minded?
We should teach our children how to never be one-sided.
Open to any idea and any kind of love that in the mind can be grounded.
Blue Skies
Blue goodbyes
But don't fret
we've still got plenty yet
we'll throw a plane
and fly a ball
Now lets all ride the
Hopisticall
He's blue and red
and furry all over
I walk through the empty room, cold and scared. It is dark in the room, but not the door. Underneath it shines a light that is glared. Its brightness is something not to ignore.
When they look at her,
They don't see her.
When they hear her,
They don't listen.
Even when she reaches out,
She is labeled as outcast
Will she ever be accepted?
She has friends,
In a large round fishbowl- trapped in this world. Fed lies and sold to whomever would buy.
I see things that are out of reach- like the caring souls that look on in pity- that don't have the means to save me.
I don’t really know him
He really don’t know me,
Took time to get to know each other
slowly but gradually.
(Fantasy, can you picture us with a family)?
I dream of a perfect world another world,
Where children don’t go hungry,
Where all people have a say in the government.
Where simple medicines are provided to the ill,
Perhaps the wind blows for a certain reason
Maybe the gusts have a destination in mind
A specific face to refresh
A particular arm to brush
Beyond imagining the possibly perfect,
Make anything your heart will dare desire,
Let it go and run wild and watch the effect,
Make no limits: just immensely imagine and don't let it tire.
Imagine
Close your eyes and touch the fabric of your existence
Stroke the ends of your own rainbow
And breathe in your own memories of journeys undiscovered
This...is our nation
Right here.
Right now
Come and lay with me under the moon lit sky,
Watch the clouds pass by,
light and dark and something in between,
in the shapes of splashing water,
the thunder and the roar,
Alone in this dark room, i begin to ponder
About lifes goals, so I let my mind wonder
Venture out into the depths of my thoughts
And invision how well my mind has been taught
Picturing myself as whatever I want to be
Sometimes I imagine myself being in a different place.
Sometimes it's better,
sometimes it's worse.
Sometimes it's the future,
sometimes it's the past.
Sometimes it's a fantasy,
When I am sleepy I go to bed, Then fairies dance around my head. Rainbow colours in glittery sparks, They tell me not to fear the dark. Then come the green elephants and blue pigs, Orange mice and yellow dogs wear wigs.
Imagine pure thought
Infinite and blissful
A single idea stretches
And fills your whole head
A natural jump and off!
Exploring possibilities and wonders
Exploring beauties and mysteries
Imagine time with no limits
An eternity of life
No death
No end
No rules
Time doesn't exist
There is no day or night
No evening or noon
You are in an unimaginable world
