Flight of imagination

In the flight of imagination
at times I take a trip to heaven.

My eyes are like mirror
everything I dream is a wonder.
It shines like a star in the sky
with no wings I often fly.

No one but god knew
that all times I flew.
I wish to live my dream
and always try to beam.

I like to imagine the impossible
because everything is possible.
I don’t listen to one and all
that fantasy is wrong and false.

Bliss of Monsoon

Flowers are as beautiful as ever
I feel most pleasant is the weather
The joy I have is never seen before
I see everything wonderful as a tour.

There’s a song in the air
It‘s melodious and fair
The dew is shining on the leaves
I feel life has brightened in brief.

Clouds appear more like a snow
It's like sky has opened a window
Dreams started taking new flight
As I am loving it in full delight.

This is the pleasure and bliss of monsoon
I feel and enjoy every dawn, night and noon.