My Mind

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My Mind

The adventures of dreamland are yours for a day,
Use your imagination if you can,
Use it if you will.

Your mind is a labyrnth that you must explore on your own,
your mind is a maze of intertwined passages,
that you and only you can get through with any success. 

In retrospect,
When i was little,
i used to wish that i could read read others minds. 

Now though, 
With all the heartache, pain and suffering in the world;...
Im glad I cannot.

For in the end,
That would have been the ultimate folly,
It would have torn me apart to know
that i could have just saved this person,
or that if i had just acted,
then this would not have happened to that one.

It would have been the worst mistake to happen to anyone,
So in the end... I'm glad i cant.

Well now I've allowed you into my mind and my memories,...
Take a long trip...

The adventures of dreamland are yours for a day,
Use the chance if you can.

Wanna tell me your mem'ries and what's on your mind?

 

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Darkfire commented on My Mind

05-18-2010

Yes I do, haha, sweet piece of redemption to the miseries of the world. Well written and thanks for sharing!

1990lh commented on My Mind

05-13-2010

nice write it was different and different is great

BringMeBullets commented on My Mind

03-25-2010

How precious. I love how people like you can weave imagination into their poetry. I enjoyed this, it brought a big smile to my face. Thank you for sharing.

jlandi19 commented on My Mind

03-22-2010

wow i LOVE this poem its interesting read i kinda wanted that power until you put it that way! keep it up i love it

Musicmynded1 commented on My Mind

03-04-2010

Love this aspect of writing leigh.... keep up this pace:)

leigh14

03/05/2010

thankx a bunch poet.... i really appreciate your feedback....loves Heather Leigh14

Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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