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Bharath Kumar

Abstract Classics Fantasy

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Bharath Kumar

Abstract Classics Fantasy

Fantasy Mind

Fantasy Mind

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I want to paint the sky with the embers of my eyes

By transporting to the God my pleas

I want to lie on the cradle of the crescent moon

I believe God will grant me this boon

The glimmering stars lullaby me to sleep

I am coddled on a blissful heap

The visual spectacle of the decorated blue sky

Endows my heart with a pump of joy

The rhythms of my heartbeat are in tune with the glittering stars

They stamp their beauty on my lit eyes

Wings of my dreams float in the space

Dipped in bliss my thoughts start to dance


Veil of clouds seems to possess a hidden treasure

They scatter to materialize raindrops on my face empire

Mother earth smiles towards the sky which cradles me

I float in zero gravity to let joy penetrate me

I sip the majestic grandeur of the place

The divine aura brims my face

The God gifted paradise drew its curtain close

The end of my dream jolted me back to my house


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