I'm grateful for my avatar
Functioning well, the odd scar
Often bored of my own skin
I visit worlds waiting within
Physical demands eventually disrupt
Noisy distractions persist, interrupt
When night falls they tend to refrain
Hours may pass, I still remain
Inside transcendental places
Meeting new n' familiar faces
My senses heightened
Existence enlivened
An economical holiday
Safe and far away
From all life's worries
And its incessant flurries
Experiencing new chapters
That my brain captures
Just like "actual" memories
Stored in my treasuries
I'm starting to realise
That each sunrise
Lights a world that I can
Explore as a man
Just as I do with glee
In Dreamland so free
The difference being
I'm no longer dreaming
Choices endure
So I like to ensure
My future gains
By this choice which remains
What choice do I mean?
The ever moving scene
The Present as they call it
You get to draw it
Your body the pencil
With so much potential
Constantly writing
Is the story exciting?
It's hard to know
But I'm keen to touch snow
Which I've done in Dreamland.
Just not in Queensland.
Nor any physical place.
I want to go to space.
Sep 25, 2021
Sep 25, 2021 at 2:53 AM UTC
City stretching wide,
Touching on every side.
Buildings so high,
They look beyond the sky.
Space a playground of travel,
So vast it can only baffle.
Time a never ending maze;
We can subdue every phase.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 10:04 AM UTC
Seize the speedway.
Try going outdoors.
For at the end of the day
This day was yours.
May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 1:05 AM UTC
Rush is a lie
For you and I.
You ask me why?
We are here till we die.
May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 10:04 PM UTC
He doesn't need
To lie on his death bed
To celebrate
The simple gifts of life.
No matter what form
Or what size,
He celebrates.
Bystanders watch,
Jealous of his joy
Not knowing his secret
Open to all.
The grass is greener
On the side of who
Celebrates more than what
The other chooses to.
May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 11:07 PM UTC