A New World

Where I could find a place That would make me feel great That would allow me to have all the freedom No restrictions, and no boredom A nice gathering of the stars Talking to the moon and flowers Understanding the queries of the trees The intentions of the cold breeze The green grass feeling my presence And the fruits with the enticing fragrance Wants me to eat them Where there would be no problem Where I could find a place That would make me feel great Talking to the birds and pampering the cloud Being with plenty of things but never feel the crowd So involved with all the beautiful things Having many a time the ecstatic feelings Every living thing is indeed in joyfulness And only bothered about each others happiness No sort of tensions would arise No hard feelings would supervise No hurdles and no barrier No conflicts and no warrior No pollution, no suffocation and no stifles Where there will be no principles Where I could find a place That would make me feel great