Sometimes I want to catch an ever running shadow
Sometimes I want to add colors to the panoramic rainbow….
One day I wanna hold crystal clear moon beam
Other day holding in my hand that moist warm steam….
Sometimes I want to converse with the vibrating echoes
Someday I want to write a never ending prose….
At times I want to hold back the ice from letting it melt
This is my strong desire; absolutely heart felt…..
I want to hold tight the flowing sand
I wish I had had a magical wand….
Sometimes I want to sit on a foamy cloud
Other times climb the highest peak and scream aloud……..
Sometimes I feel like catching a swimming swift fish
That’s when I’m at the helm of imagination; this isn’t childish……
I want to make characters alive straight out of the chessboard
I want to spot the most timid sheep out of the entire hoard…..
Cutting through mighty waters, I want to go meet horizon
Asking it just one question-
“how can anyone be so mystical”?
“you are nothing short of a miracle”
One day I want to create numbers beyond what already exist
Other day express life in one word; gist….
I want to construct roads all leading to just one destination
That’s what I call the city of imagination
My big leap
I myself traveling on that road one day
I’ll sing a sweet lullaby
And put myself to sleep……