The Dreamland

Everything I see is elixir here,

The galaxy of innocence couldn't be perfect anymore

Else than this.

My dreams are parallelly moving

No obstructions to collide with them.

How happy I am as a child,

Stars, moons, & blue sky are embracing each other.

The children of my age,

Purest than the sage,

Running to & fro circling the Eden,

With their eyes shimmering in joy.

Is it a dream or I am in reality?

I pinch my skin again & again,

Though the tempting ambience didn't let me go.

The dreamland I call it,

Residing betwixt the wall of my subconscious & conscious mind,

& I try to halt there as much as I can,

Hopping through the land of joy & no tint of fear & tensions,

But my dream breaks,

& I fall into the land of reality

Where I find myself as a grown up vagabond;

No stories to cheer & no happiness to share.

All I wish now to end up landing back to my dreamland

Where my tender fingers draw the pictures of nature

& I giggle in the ecstasy of winning the world on my tiny grip.