A world of my own;
A place of my dreams,
A dimension of imagination,
A garden of sprouting desire.
This is a place where no worries bind me,
Where homework cannot reach me
Where exams cannot chase me
Where no one can scold me
Where there are no misfortunes to elude
Where there is no reprimanding soul,
This is a world of my own.
Where time is infinite
Where I can do as I wish,
Say what I mean,
Express what I think
See what I want to see,
Be what I want to be,
Where even objection is subjected to my approval.
This is a world of my own.
This is a figment of my whimsical memory
Where there are no boundaries
Where unconventional ideologies aren't kept at bay
Where dreams come true and eternity resides.
This is the creation of a fantasy zone;
This is a world of my own.
Author's Note:
This is something I wrote about 3 years ago, so a majority of lines wont really make sense, but now that I found this from some corner, I had the urge to share it.
Thanks for reading.
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PoezieA collection of poems ranging from love to hate and every feeling one encounters in his/her life. Anthology.
