Ice-cream dream
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Loading ...I dreamt a dream, as yesterday, and now its every day, as frequent
of Funparks and joyrides, scooping to an Icecream,
when all’s been sleepless, and all’s been school-bent
and in tired sleeps of tired eyes, I have drawn my own scheme
Where all’s play and where day ends content,
and theres more play and theres more ice-cream
where my sleep is more important
and where my wishes reign superme,
where my brushes paint my time, to my consent
where my life, is my-made theme,
and for a few trick questions and a few trick exams, can’t play in percent,
so atleast in my dream, let me be gleeful, in my own regime
and let me join some funrides, and sketch a smile of intent.
A few more days, this be not a dream, as hope it may seem,
when school will be closed, and in my own event
I would play the whole day and fun will be extreme
Of then I dream now, of sports, of joy, I paint
Scooping to a whole chocolaty Ice-cream.
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Poetry is Fun, playing around with words and somebody Else's Emotions and topics and sometimes playing around with your own experience and emotions.
So Isn't poetry a fun game.............you play with the world in a few lines.
No inhibition, whatsoever, and you dream of only play, fun and ice cream.This is a neo philosophical poem.I enjoyed it.
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