Swing

I wish , I had a swing that would sway me from my real world to the wonderland of my fantasies and back.I could commute to both the worlds. Swinging and singing like a cheery breeze, I go,Engrossed deep in my thoughts, swaying high and low,How delighted was my heart dancing to the tunes,Being in … Continue reading Swing

Prince of poetry

I am prince of poetry I rule my land of fantasies My imaginations are my brave soldiers And the words peacefully, live in my kingdom, Once I went with my pen, I saw a beautiful princess Her beautiful face with shades of green Awestruck I was by her flowing streams Her name was Jehrikhal mountain, … Continue reading Prince of poetry