Curling my fingers into a fist
Grasping tight the mystical looking glass
To glimpse the wonderland Alice dismissed
As the rabbit begged to reclaim time passed
Excitement called her out by her name
She knew not why but she could not resist
Boredom tempted fate with the tick of the clock
Craving excitement, like true love’s first kiss
Another victim of the queen of hearts
Loves illusion and all it entails
Desire and passion all doing their part
Leaving every emotion impaled
I’m wandering down the same path
Curiosity waits to be found at the door
Beyond reach and just beyond my grasp
Living life, but somehow, wanting more
Imagination gives way to delusion
That’s what imagination is for
Finding joy in the midst of confusion
Diving into your own rabbit hole
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Comments (6)
Imagination is like my best friend! Loved your poem!
You do realize that curiosity didn't just kill the cat. It was also Alice's downfall. Groan.
Don't we all feel like this male or female.
"Living life, but somehow, wanting more" -- somehow we always want more, don't we? Lovely poem!
This was a brilliant read 🤍🙏
Love this lol