Narrative Poetry

Digital Phantasium

Pitched black ink typed to come alive through my screen

Where the glowish pixels materialise through my alphanumericals

So as to set free the creatures that fill my phantasium

There where they roam wildly Inside of my imaginarium;

Through my introscopic mind, fueled by thee realism

Titulars of the lights and of the darkening hours

Folds away inside each others, like perpendiculars towards a reality

That seems lost and blue into far fetched darkness;

And it was as if my imaginarium and I were one

With the digits of another dimension

Dancing with each other into spaces unseen to the eyes.

By Eiravel

I am married, and I have two sons. I live on the island of Mauritius. I love to write fiction, poems, and blog. I've self-published a science-fiction book (Darcocyte). I aspire to make a living through my creative writings. I am a very passionate person. I love the sublime and the strange; and I am also interested in all types and forms of art that pleases my mind.

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