AWAY FROM REALITY

Daydreams are mutual for me,

I do get happiness from the dreams I see.

But what about this real world of mine?

It can also make me feel fine.

So much distracted I’m from inside,

That, I don’t even know what is happening on my either side.

They say I’m living in a den,    

From where I describe everything with my pen.

So mysterious and real, the real world is,

Yet why do I allow reality to miss,

But if that world wasn’t born in me,

I wouldn’t have written all these that you see.