• diana733 103w

    Obviously it's a fiction, just thoughts of a mere 16yo teenager. I hope it creates a vivid image in your minds!��
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    My body turns to ice,
    Maybe I am in paradise.
    I inhale the fragrance of a giant hydrangea, and
    A dew drop pours over me , washing me throughout, void of sand.
    I behold an orchard,
    Chrysanthemums, water lilies, petunias and peonies; breathing them feels like a drunkard.
    I face the truth that I am a liliput
    I slide down a slender leaf, like a pixie, my voice meek and mute.
    The VIBGYOR was never this elegant,
    I met a leprechaun with a clover leaf, his stupor bent.
    Puff! Came a sound and he was gone.
    Leaving behind a pot of four leafed clovers instead of gold, prone.
    The nymphs and dyrads carry me under an open night sky.
    I sit there stargazing and suck in the beauty of night, whom I personify.
    Time slips by, I lay there, unaware.
    Nostalgia hits me, my soul bare.
    The grass beneath gets fabricated,
    I am now on a bedsheet in my pastel room, elated.
    Exuberant but somewhere hypnagogic,
    I realize it was a dream, no need of logic!
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    Thanks for reading! Writing after long time! So please bear my words! I knw they are way to fictional but still! I tried to make it aesthetic! Hope u like it! ��������

    #mirakee #pod #postoftheday #writersofmirakee
    #dream #aesthetic

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    Hypnagogia

    Time slips by, I lay there, unaware.
    Nostalgia hits me, my soul bare.
    ©diana733