Important PlacesA Poem by WritesforsanityA short series of riddles, made to outline where important things happen to a person. All are generally recognized placesThe first place: It is busy there 24/7. The lights are never on. The
electricity works, but the only light comes from the two windows by vibrant
flashes of red and yellow that flash when the shades are closed. Sometimes,
when they are open, they show harsh reality. But here, safe, in this space, it
is like a different planet. It is the birthplace of many stories, the place
where my imagination breaks free. It is the only place I can do whatever I
like, and sometimes, I never want to leave. It is the place where I dream, day
and night, about such impossible things. It is the place where haunting
memories lie, in bottles, but still a place where I can stretch invisible
wings. And take flight and soar and see everything from a disconnected point of
view. The second place: This place consists of a long hallway, which has no doors,
windows, a ceiling, or a floor. It has my world inside. It holds past, present,
and future. It smells like aged air, slightly sweetened. I have no decision of
my own here, but still it is the place I discovered freedom. I never know quite
what it holds for me, but I march fearlessly into it anyhow. I can be
courageous here. Everyone disappears in this place, but I am still visible. My
emotions are raw and determined, and I feel everything as if was directly
attached to a nerve. It holds an ever
growing amount of knowledge. It is dark here until I enter, and dark again when
I leave, and I am its source of light. The third place: This place is made specifically for expression, and
expression only. It looks like a thought, all blown up. It smells like passion. It holds pretty
things, it holds ugly things. It will preserve life long after death. It is noisy here, but you cannot hear it with
your ears. There are windows through which you can see into someone’s mind. It
holds only past, no present, no future. Here is the place I learned how to see
beauty. Here is the place I learned life only goes on. This is a place where
judgment exists, but does not matter. Here
is a place to go and lose yourself in someone else. Scroll Down for Answers!! 1. The mind 2. A book 3. An art gallery © 2012 WritesforsanityAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWritesforsanityWaukesha, WIAboutI am currently sixteen years old, and I dream to become a writer. I'm taking a creative writing class right now to develop what I hope is talent. I would appreciate any help and advice I can get. more..Writing
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