Amagical!
Magical!
No, it’s Amagical!
Colors of dreams float
crimson blue.
Pain sparks
the dark shadows of horror.
Layers made the story vivid.
And,
I sank
deep into them
to nothing, to nada!
No,
it’s not a-magical
There,
Shadows breathe
and live side by side.
Dumping rays of thick whites;
creates boundaries of Eden!
And,
Illusion comes into being;
into a lively account of faith!
I snore
And, I deep within.
Is it a dearm?
Or,
A dream
within a dream!
A magical grassland appears.
Mystic shapes formed every now;
And, every then.
I search for the red-
yellow-green and sky dots!
Where,
Faeries curdle
beneath the smooth floor.
I wonder!
Is it a Lore!
Know not,
it’s not lethal!
Nor only magical;
Now you know
me!
and,
the dream of
Amagical!
Thank you for your time.
Whith ❤️
