Poetry the art of words.

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I sometimes write poems. I'm not sure if I'm very good. I dont really show them to many people. A friend of mine said that i was pretty good. I'm not sure if he was just being nice.=S I would like to have feedback on a poem I wrote. Please be honest. Escape from reality The mind fades from thought, reality blurs and dreams are sought. Away from where you are, it wonders wide and far. You dont know what was there, or even if you're really there. A world beyond, beyond the glass, this feeling, this dream should not soon pass. All is blight and all is bright. Darkened traces come to light. The shadows fade to endless night. What has happed to my sight? Floating, drifting in the clouds, all is silent not one small sound. Not the faces of a reality, but the desires of the heart in fantasy. It comes close that you did see, you truly wish that it could be. Wanting wishing there so deep, They come to life in the midst of your sleep. A universe compressed in the dephts of your mind, the peace and the happiness you long to find. It is there in front of your eyes. Just lift up your head and look to the skies.