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Imagination is
Delicate white candy floss clouds,
Crisp green forests no-one's ever seen,
A blazing sun rising over a frostbitten world.

Imagination is
Wishing for things you know you'll never have,
Seeing things that will never exist,
Feeling things that no-one else will ever feel.

Imagination is
Twisted black hands wrapping around your neck,
Skeletons stalking you through a misty forest,
Ghouls ripping out your soul by twilight.

Imagination is
People long gone still lingering in your dreams,
Photographed memories coming to life
An old teddy bear that sings you to sleep.

But above all,
Imagination is
The essence of my very soul.
I feel like my soul is constructed of a million fragile parts, carefully collected and picked up over the years. But the glue that pulls all the irrelevant, tiny segments together is my imagination. The day my imagination dies is the day my soul disintegrates.

Without my imagination, I'd be that person who stands in a meadow and blows a dandelion, but then stares longingly at the fluffy seeds flying away into the horizon, knowing that he'll never be able to get the pieces back.
Estuari Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2012
You speak in beautiful verse and metaphors even in the the Author's Comments section. Lines that caught my attention were "A blazing sun rising over a frostbitten world" and "An old teddy bear that sings you to sleep". I like how you included both the harrowing side of the imagination as well as the side that allows us to love the world.
DarkestNocte Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2012  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you for your time and feedback!
Estuari Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2012
Your welcome :D
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