Handwritten poetry on spiral diary with cutouts of butterfly on flowers set on a pastel torn paper beside cup of tea and saucer.

I Read Of Eternity – A Poem

Last Sunday I wrote a blog-post titled My Little
Bookcase
, that’s how I was inspired to write this little poem about reading feels.

Read To Feed Your Mind

I read of eternity

Bookcases filled of phrases
Bookshelves filled of elves,
Through these lands of magic
And through these dreamy minds
I read of eternity, of forever
Lost in the moment, serendipity

I fly inside shapeless UFOs
Whose wings are made of steel
I plunge in deep oceans
That are made of sugary water
Upon teary skies
That never cease to feel

I dodge out mesquineries
And avoid these treacheries
Roaming upon candy skies
Inside of these stories
On these other planes of existence
Where everything is so beautiful
As all words come alive
Behind the window of my curious eyes
Right inside a hungry mind
Which is crowded with eluded thoughts

And all of these books and tomes
Are clothed with stories that can't be
But that can fly me away to a bigger moon
That’s dressed in the colours 
Of the imagination of their authors 

Bookcases filled of phrases
Bookshelves filled of elves,
Through these lands of magic
And through these dreamy minds
I read of eternity, of forever
Lost in the moment, serendipity.

-Eiravel-

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