| Feb. 13th, 2009 @ 12:59 am Period of Trance |
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Current Mood:  cheerful
I decided to revisit an old poem, changed a couple words and tried some formatting:
This period of trance,
A moment of consciousness,
Which borders On the edge of life and dreams.
Thoughts and obscurity wander freely here,
There exists no borders on memory,
No lines for time to follow;
Feelings melt together and lull my senses into slumber,
My eyes, blinking out reality,
Letting in light for my imagination,
Shutting in crisp detail to chase away stupor.
Drifting, floating, simply being surrounded by this fondness,
This surreal quintessence,
Delving through my heart and swimming up through myself.
My head swings down, a tingle, eyes wide, lungs full,
A shock back to the figures around me.
...So they call this being awake? |
_zenshin_
excited
pleased
amused
chipper
contemplative
Chill
Bitter Sweet
bouncy
