DREAMING OF HIS WORLD....

Dreams are for everyone they said,

The boy heard and wove one his way,

It was something that gave him happiness,

It was something that he enjoyed,

It was something that lit up his nights,

For the world in his head.

A spark in his mind wandered all the time,

A spark in his mind kept him awake all night,

A spark in his mind entranced his sight,

A spark in his mind he contemplated with might,

A spark that took flight,

A spark that set his world alight.

He was called crazy,
He was told to leave imagination,
He was told to return to reality,
He painted worlds visible to no one but him,
Building magic from the mind,
While others just wondered why.

They said he was lost, out of his mind,
Chasing illusions, leaving the world behind.
But in his world, there was so much more,
A realm where dreams and hopes would soar.
The standards of reality, he chose to defy,
A world where he learned to fly.

All he thought of were his dreams,
Dreams that would get him excited,
Dreams that he always rejoiced,
Dreams he dreamed of with open eyes,
Dreams he had to fulfill,
Dreams that had him ill

His world did not get dim,
As he let his dreams win,
Reaching the destination within,

Where he found strength to begin.,

He did not know for everyone,

BUT DREAMS WERE REALLY FOR HIM.

                                                                                                                   Srijeet Kumar

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