Hidden World

Never ending

Pure and surreal

Rivers and lakes clear as Quartz

 

Trees of stories

Mountains of futures

Lands of memories

Skies of dreams

 

I begin

 

Seeing with my brain

Feeling with my eyes

Hearing my surroundings

 

Yet, I remain in silent slumbers

Suppressing my mind with unhealthy hungers

Of the horrors

In this society

But then,

Learning provides euphoria

The world shows some elegance

Here, drawn back,

I eat, sleep, and breathe you to survive

 

The world of enlightenment,

What more can you provide?

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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