The Universe in one's hand

A quick poem upon the wondeful world of the writer

I can smell the fragrance of imagination

Keep it in my head, until it waves in motion.

 

I can discover worlds that don’t exist for others

And in which I am not a foreigner

 

I can know the most interesting people

And dig huge black holes

 

For the universe is only a field to me,

Where grows my imagination as it is meant to be,

 

I can visit undying landscapes,

Lay down on a purple grass, eating corn flakes.

 

To me all is possible,

All is loveable,

For I am a writer

And I can imagine all.

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Bravo! You weave simplicity in a relatively small amount of time... the rhyme scheme play and the idea of a writer in your own terms... I've always believed the universe is a compelling force for which carries a burden of infinity... like a circle... ever expanding... always changing...

[kingblaq]

Splendid write! As a writer, you can be whoever you want to be. You can make real people be who you want them to be (actors)

write on

[rivers]

Creative writing allows our boundless imagination to come to life...Figure out what you want to say and say it no matter which way the wind blows...Never allow anyone to say what you feel from your heart and soul is wrong. This is wonderful sentiment penned by the inspiring young writer ~ Thank you for sharing poetess Hagar...

[SyberRose]

So true Hajar...its all in the imagination...nicely done...SyberRose

[Hajar]

Thank you :)

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Splendid read and write.

[Sami Khalil]

"To me all is possible,

All is loveable,

For I am a writer

And I can imagine all."
Those lines stood out for me in this nice poem...:)

[Buddhistboy73]

You know what I really like this poem. It's what I would call a grower, that's to say the more I read it, the more I connected with the words.

"I smell the fragrance of imagination".....yes, I think that our imagination does have a fragrance, or even a musical note to it...:)

And I loved the line "laying down on a purple grass, eating corn flakes".....:)
And great final stanza also....
Great write
BB

[The 13th Eros]

We do live on different levels as writers.. poets.. seeing the world with the unlimited patterns and purpose. You speak so beautifully of all we hope to experience through words given flight. xo