Fantasy. Poems - Poems about Fantasy.

Awesome imagination midst freedom delight Blooms along my dream of divine light Creatively ruled by wisdom’s insight Directing me toward heavenly flight Enthralled by fantasy venture flight Featuring faith’s reverie of wondrous sight Grandeur and perfection, devoid of whimsy blight Hoisting up hope, defying hallucination plight Inspired upon radiating illumination might Jubilantly revealing reality of truth and right Kindness...

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Sponsor : Constance Le France date submitted: 26/6/25 on smooth hot rock I sat in REVERIE after a HALLUCINATION drink of mushroom, poppies and truffle IMAGINATION soared like bald eagle on high, throwing twin twigs with sigh up I flew landing on a rainbow in lucid DREAM ~ saw tinker bell fairies in pastel lace with...

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I once lost my thought on the paths of time, like a wandering cloud in the ever-changing sky, but I found it chained between the pages of a memory, where moments weave garments of longing, on the road of life, I wandered with my heart full of desires burning like stars in the deep night, and in the...

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In the silence of the night, when stars weave their silver webs across the deep sky, my thoughts flow like a river of light, carrying with them echoes of memories, words that were once just grains of sand in the desert of a forgotten silence, refrains borrowed from old books, without the weight of a true soul. They sounded...

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In the depths of my silence, where shadows are born and die quietly, An unseen war is hidden, sculpted in scars and memories, With wounds that have never shown, yet burn like a smoldering fire, Fighting with myself, an endless battle between me and me. My strength has dissipated like a dream in the harsh morning light, A demon trapped...

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On the stage of life, I paint my lips crimson, a smile stitched with invisible thread, While the scar beneath my ribs sings a melody only I can hear. The halogen spotlights burn intensely, bleaching the shadows where my pain retreats, Like a sleeping child, small, forgotten, yet still breathing in the deafening silence. Pirouetting with borrowed grace, each...

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In a sweet silence, I sit beside the elderly who have known time as an old friend, And I feel how their presence is like an open window to memories carefully wrapped, Their words flow slowly, like a river winding through the stones of a life lived, Their eyes wander between sky and earth, searching in worlds only...

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They journeyed long the way to love not straight as science rule; To scale high peaks that merged into the wispy mountain dew; Over green hills, past forest trees, gale winds would shake and bend; Through scorching suns and driving rains to reach their journeys end. Unknown to him her witching had ensured against all failings; She breathed desire, stoked...

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The lair aglow with brightness now she saw the Dragon clear; Immense in form and stature with a grin from ear to ear; From nose to tail smooth skin of black his fiery eyes alert; He strutted, bristled with a force he knew he could exert. Along his back and legs were studs so diamond-like a-glistening; She saw his beauty...

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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...

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Has she left me? I wonder. ‘It’ is not the same as it once was— The passion and the playfulness, The tumbling of words Finding appreciative expression. Bereft of ideas, bereft of thought, All my efforts coming to naught. Dreams of she holding me tight Once sparked metaphors deep in the night. Now, it’s ages anything was penned, And this was never how it was...

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clowns were everywhere creepy ones smiling heads begging for balls eyes on signs staring scared me frozen stiff...

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I stir your seawater where fire balances high on oil You clasp my candlefire, wick's motioning coil — A sweating kind of missing A burned open kissing The glass shared between us two Flames in our faces as we move To the synchrony past Our dressing these masks These temperatures rising in veins of you and I God, brief tourniquets in time —...

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"As such he ambled through to here which I cannot undo; You are advised to still comply, ensure your line stays true" No, not his rotund form alone did shake her to the core; For that he could still move at all was not to be ignored; It was the odours he exuded, stale of several weeks; His shorts two...

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She lays the carpet on the floor as though a regal dress; Each loving stitch sewn by her hand displays no sign of stress; The time has come to greet her fate though not a hint of fret; She sits with folded legs her arms are laid across her chest; She waits that witching hour now to speak the...

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