A Whimsical Dream
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Poetry is an excuse to dream.....
When whims like wild flowers out of the void bloom
When emotions go off like ripe fruits from a tree
And heart swims like a swan down river!
As I configure words saying beyond what can't be said
I long to become an Ali Baba with the magic mantra
‘Open Sesame' to unlock hearts lying shut
With my feet on the ground and my head in the stars
Oh! The queer dream of a poet...! Do you see?
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