A dream alive in my mind
Trying to bring, it into existence
Will I be lost?
In this world of wisdom.
Like a wave it is, profoundly heavy
When splashes into the shore
Pours into the vacuum of thoughts,
And lost is the kink into the sand’s floor.
Words after words, an imagination in my mind
A pen, a paper, I portray the map
Of illusions and drama, one cannot find
Then take a Sabbath into the nature’s lap
For the sake of happiness
That is blur and azure,
But time and again, writing becomes the cure.
I cry and cry, cry so loud
In search of the voice
That never sounds;
Pondering over, if it’s the right choice?
Path untraded, picture unseen,
An escape from the world of satire.
Back there on earth it’s really not fair,
A courtroom of judges that savour no humane
Let’s not go back, they are complete insane.
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