Don’t think I am only the one

How much more can you tell me of thine inner world that defines what you may have noticed or not? The first thing that comes to my mind that I am going fantasy.

He scripts me in the hope of his house, the house where everything else is this scripture. Such is a tablet trying to define what he has stored for me.

He goes to me in the version of daydreams. And to the thoughts of free variable and the other hand, well, it is that which defines everything else is such a secret.

I am that which daydream of such a thing, the greatness, where it could open the eyes of all, but such is my simple English, and might it sound strange who a stranger has more knowledge when they go in a new country.

During the first time where I could see a personification came to me, that was Provoke, and then he mocks me for the words I said in thoughts, then here I fought with him, to this day, now he understands me for he too is a perspective himself.

© Ismael Mansoor

Published by This Engrained Heart

I am a Deaf male, and I write what comes my mind. I have been creatively writing since 2010, and from there has been growing my excitement and passionate for my poetry and writing.

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