It's been a while since I last posted anything on this blog. Might as well refresh it. Lately, I've been writing more of poems as part of my experiences... told in an unorthodox way. So here goes, something I wrote a few days ago after a certain source of inspiration came by.
The question is where I am.
I am the forest where you can lose yourself.
I am the cosmic plane where your dreams can soar.
I am the abysmal deep of your unsaid fears
I am the snows and deserts of your humor
I am the endless days of rain and sun
I am the fields of flowers where you can run.
When the world seems too small for you,
You know where I am.
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