My Mind

Personal website of M.G. Daniel. Sharing poetry, my writings, snippets from my life and whatever's on my mind.

The Games We Play

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We’re in another world, far from reality,

But to us it’s much more than fantasy.

We’re holding hands, walking around

Aimlessly, not conscious of any sound.

The rain’s coming down but we’re not feeling,

The bird’s flying around yet we’re only seeing

Each other, because our world’s meant just for us

To understand. A puzzle to strangers who thus

Think that because we play on trees we’re crazy,

Or lie hours by the river we’re lazy.

But when from them to fantasy we run,

It’s because in there we have much more fun.

The games we play when we’re alone

In our world, where there’s no cry or moan,

Bring much more satisfaction and happiness,

And help build firmer our world of togetherness.

The times at the beach the water we splash

Like kids, or when our opinions violently clash,

We grow in love, unity and strength,

And to our friendship we add more length.

So when one of us is all alone, it’s more than just

The daydreaming they scold us for with disgust.

They do not know of the fun we have each day

When we’re alone, from the games we play.



Author: M.G. Daniel

I am a lifelong scribbler who is now focusing on poetry and becoming more established as a writer.

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