Imaginarium..

With a pen in my hand

I thought of writing something new

With the second thought my imagination flew

It soared in the astral plain

Where every thing was joyous, no pain

The fountain of youth shimmered with the golden glow

And i wondered , the charm paid the tow.

It continually dragged me towards it

As if calling me to experience life with it's hallow.

It appeared and vanished

And my imagination was vanquished

I wanted to experience more of it

And pen down everything as a gist.

I could have achieved the youth but darn,

I was so astonished with its charm

That i never cared where it belonged

All i wanted to do was watch it glow

With full might for the people below.

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