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The Arms of Imagination
Contributed by
lonelywolf04
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Monday, 3rd August 2015 @ 03:01:36 AM in AEST
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How can the arms of imagination be so warm,
While in a dream with happiness in her form,
But the light shines too late,
Killing what could be fate,
And feeding the mental rape,
Of which there is no escape,
From this nightmare glistening,
When I'm the only one listening,
To the world ran by the dead,
That lives inside my head.
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Re: The Arms of Imagination
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by ScorpionFire88 on
Monday, 3rd August 2015 @ 08:11:25 AM AEST
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Beautifully written!
- Anna |
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Re: The Arms of Imagination
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by blknwht on
Monday, 3rd August 2015 @ 01:44:37 PM AEST
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| I like it a lot... nice write! |
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Re: The Arms of Imagination
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by Archie on
Tuesday, 25th August 2015 @ 03:47:30 AM AEST
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| This poem reminds me of what goes on in my head. usually it is fear and insecurity which end up incapacitating me. Your write shows this poignantly |
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Re: The Arms of Imagination
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by xHeathenx on
Saturday, 19th September 2015 @ 04:39:57 AM AEST
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Perhaps my take on this is a bit rash, and mistaken, but I see it as though our dreams and nightmares are all utilizing the same pieces of our mind, and in that, the poem asks, how can it be so warm, yet so incredibly dark and dreary?
I like that. It's a way I never thought to look at it before. I suppose I would say the only answer I can at this moment. Every image we see will always look different at a different moment and angle. Our mind is just a reflection of that idea. |
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