LostA Poem by JavanJust a little something I wrote while daydreaming...Sometimes I get lost In the corridors of my mind, I wander aimlessly, Waiting for reality to come find me. I talk with dragons, and fly high with the flightless. Anyone can buy a book, but your own imagination? Priceless. So when I'm daydreaming, and I'm lost in a land, far away from this one, with a sword in my hand, don’t wake me, I know that my journey is fake, But inside my own mind Is the only place I can escape.
© 2012 JavanAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on May 9, 2012 Last Updated on May 9, 2012 Tags: Lost, imagination, daydreaming, Wez AuthorJavanLondon, Croydon, United KingdomAboutJust another 32 year old with an over-active imagination and a half-decent vocabulary. I started writing just to help me get things off of my chest and out of my mind. It's an escape for me. Been.. more..Writing
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