Do you ever wonder
How wonderful it is,
To make a blunder
And convert it into a bliss?
Do you even know?
To feel 'nostalgic knew',
To gaze at the sunset glow
And smile as you think it falls for you?
Do you ever glance at
Of places not found on a map by any chance
And imaginary people with real laughs?
Because if you do not
Then something is wrong,
Stress is not what you have caught
Maybe you haven't seen a dragonfly since long.