{"id":1655,"date":"2021-01-14T14:18:49","date_gmt":"2021-01-14T14:18:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/?page_id=1655"},"modified":"2021-01-16T21:07:10","modified_gmt":"2021-01-16T21:07:10","slug":"1655-2","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/blogs.glowscotland.org.uk\/pk\/poetryforall\/the-magic-box\/1655-2\/","title":{"rendered":"THE DOOR OF ILLUSION"},"content":{"rendered":"

I opened the magical door and saw the fast paced football match
\nand the sound of the crowd cheering echoing in my ears.<\/p>\n

I opened the magical door and felt the honour of taking the winning penalty on,
\nthe sense of euphoria running through my veins.<\/p>\n

I opened the magical door and felt the pride
\nand confidence of Bruno Fernandes.<\/p>\n

I opened the magical door and saw the bright luminous moon shining
\nand twinkling in the indigo night sky.<\/p>\n

I opened the magical door and felt the rough texture of the dark scaly bark,
\nthe trees reaching heights only one can imagine.<\/p>\n

I opened the magical door and heard the powerful sea,
\nthe bright turquoise water, almost iridescent,
\nshimmering in the dazzling sun light.<\/p>\n

I opened the magical door and felt the warmth of the sunset on my skin,
\nthe glowing colours of red and orange flickering like fire on the horizon.<\/p>\n

I opened the magical door and saw my old house I used to live in,
\nimages of childhood memories came flooding back into my mind.
\nHappy times, laughter, joy and excitement.<\/p>\n

A sudden rush of thoughts capturing my mind like a serpent grabbing its prey.<\/p>\n

By Liam<\/p>\n