And she started writing down the poem
She wanted to move away fron the false septum
So she decided to create her own world
The world of poetry
She created princess, trees and mountains
She Inhaled the air that gave life
She ran behind the lion that was hunting for prey
She saw the wonders of the space
The Beauty of rain drops
And then she gasped . She closed her eyes.
She smiled. She was flying.
She was the princess who was running behind the lion
Who ran across the mountains, below the oak trees.
And when she was tired she gasped for breathe and closed her eyes.
But when she opened, she saw the stars
The stars and the galaxies dancing to her tunes.
And that is when she started flying higher.
Higher and higher.
To review my other poems visit:
http://www.writerscafe.org/Shreeraksha
She wanted to move away fron the false septum
So she decided to create her own world
The world of poetry
She created princess, trees and mountains
She Inhaled the air that gave life
She ran behind the lion that was hunting for prey
She saw the wonders of the space
The Beauty of rain drops
And then she gasped . She closed her eyes.
She smiled. She was flying.
She was the princess who was running behind the lion
Who ran across the mountains, below the oak trees.
And when she was tired she gasped for breathe and closed her eyes.
But when she opened, she saw the stars
The stars and the galaxies dancing to her tunes.
And that is when she started flying higher.
Higher and higher.
To review my other poems visit:
http://www.writerscafe.org/Shreeraksha
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