Yes, i have an imagination.
And it is a vast over exaggeration
of everything that i can dream.
It's not meant to be kept away unseen,
lost within my minds walls.
and with Freedom i can give it all
unlocking walls and setting flight.
Some will see it like a strike.
Or some will fear it like thunder.
Leaving them all in stunned wonder.
So beautiful it's got to be.
Streching out beyond the sea.
Neverending and always alluring.
Forever moving always occurring
That's my imagination.
It's suppose to be out there.
But it wont go anywhere
Because i refuse to share.
It's not like anyone should care.
Pat me on the back or say congratulations.
It's my imagination,
and its just an over exaggeration.
Confined in me to annihilation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are a good poet... i see what you mean, imagination is all yours, and no one can take it from you....another ten from me! !