In my little kingdom of wishes
sleepy visions of an excellent dream I once had
in which the future was beautiful and certain and bright
frolic in their silk night clothes
through eggplant skies,
and scraps of
happy endings
perfect romances
resolved tragedies
good and brave protagonists
rejoice in broad and eternal moonlight.

They skip merrily,
hand in hand with the heavenly souls of
pearly and pure memories
and nostalgic happy days
sparkling and rosy as diamond studded clouds.
Materialistic desires
are seldom seen.
In fact they are quite nearly banned
greedy and unsatisfied *******, they are.

And aloft this delightful spectacle
dwell raised spirits and high hopes
and blessings
that twinkle kindly and pour down
torrentially
upon all the inhabitants of
my little kingdom of wishes.

Fathers are the universe's answer to All the demand from a small chocolate to a big car.
He is the answer to all you worries which he keep away far.
He Is a kind of happiness filled jar
Who sacrificed all his want,
So that all your wish can be grant.

I wished upon a shooting star
Yet, I never thought we'd come this far
Letting the past go,
Allowing the present to flow.

I keep dreaming,
hoping,
longing,
wishing,
that I could be trapped
in a moment,
a glance,
a blink
of time with you.
Where all is still not right with the world,
but we are fine
because it's just us.