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DREAMSCAPES.

Exploring the Boundless Realms of Fantasy.

By Johnpaul Okwudili Published 2 days ago 2 min read
DREAMSCAPES.
Photo by Catherine Kay Greenup on Unsplash

In the twilight realms where dreams take flight,
beyond the boundaries of waking sight,
there lies a land of pure imagination,
where reality bends with fascination.

Mountains rise like giants of old,
their peaks kissed by clouds of silver and gold,
valleys deep with emerald hue,
where secrets whisper, waiting for you.

Forests stretch in verdant embrace,
trees of ancient wisdom, a sacred place,
where faeries dance on gossamer wings,
and echoes of laughter through silence rings.

Rivers flow with liquid light,
their currents weaving through day and night,
carving paths 'neath moons that gleam,
reflecting stars in a cosmic dream.

Castles of crystal, towers of ice,
mirrors that hold enchanted advice,
guarded by dragons with scales aglow,
their fiery breath a mystical show.

On wings of magic, phoenixes soar,
their feathers ablaze with tales of yore,
symbols of rebirth, in fiery display,
painting the sky at the break of day.

In the city of whispers, where shadows play,
masked figures dance 'til the break of day,
cobblestone streets echo with tales untold,
of heroes and villains, brave and bold.

Wizards weave spells with words arcane,
shaping reality, breaking the chain,
of ordinary life, they carve a way,
to realms where dreams hold sway.

Across the desert of endless sands,
caravans of nomads, in distant lands,
seeking the oasis, a shimmering mirage,
where legends are born, on history's page.

In the depths of oceans, where mermaids sing,
their voices like pearls, enchanting everything,
coral reefs bloom with colors divine,
in underwater gardens, where starfish shine.

Through the mists of time, where echoes resound,
ancient ruins in sanctuaries abound,
whispers of civilizations lost and grand,
etched in stone, by an artist's hand.

In the labyrinth of the mind, where thoughts collide,
mazes of reason, where fears reside,
seeking the minotaur, a metaphor true,
for the trials we face, to see us through.

On the wings of Pegasus, we soar above,
the landscapes of dreams, with a heart full of love,
for the stories we weave, in the tapestry of night,
where dreamscape and reality unite.

For in each dream, a truth revealed,
a message in symbols, a fate sealed,
a journey of spirit, a quest for the soul,
through dreamscapes we wander, to find our goal.

So let us embrace this journey divine,
where fantasy and reality entwine,
in the realm of dreams, where we find release,
and explore the depths of inner peace.

For in dreamscapes, we discover the key,
to unlock the treasures of eternity,
where imagination reigns supreme,
in this poetic journey, a wondrous dream.

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Comments (1)

  • Esala Gunathilake2 days ago

    My fav one was the 5th stanza. Well!

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