The Twilight of Fantasy
I was walking down a lonely street,
wondering where everyone had gone.
It was still daylight,
My footsteps echoed as I journeyed along the empty road.
As I walked, the road stretched further ahead,
and suddenly trees began to grow on either side.
I looked around in amazement
and noticed a stream flowing ahead of me.
When I peered into the river,
I saw a glowing figure standing beside me.
I rubbed my eyes and looked again.
She smiled at me;
It wasn’t a DREAM—
I was in a magical realm.
I turned around and spotted a hill in the distance.
Confused, I wondered what was happening.
Everything was unfolding so quickly.
Was my IMAGINATION creating a new world?
Was I caught in a web of HALLUCINATION?
I climbed to the top of the hill and looked down.
I gasped,
The scene was breathtaking.
Tears welled in my eyes as I took in the beauty,
it was like an unsoiled yesterday.
Blissful faces embraced by pristine nature.
“Are you in awe?” a voice asked, its tone filled with WHIMSY.
I turned around and nodded,
smiling at the figure.
He smiled back at me.
Suddenly, my phone rang,
jolting me out of my REVERIE.
I realised it was past twilight;
Hours had passed in my world of VISUALIZATION.
“Hello, Mum. Are you okay?”
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2025
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