Weaving words into crazy poems
I'm crafting a world of my own.
A world of wonders and mysteries.

A world where your hatered
Doesn't weaken me,
And nor does your love
Strengthen me.

A world where
I am who I am.

A world where promises count
And not just proofs.

Where it rains in winter
And freezes in summer.
A world where the fuel is imagination
And everything runs on it.

A world where eyes are truer
And dreams are real.
A world where hunger is the craving for joy
And thirst is all metaphoric.

A world away from this one.
A world of purity and poetry.



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