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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A place in the middle of nowhere, I wish to be in, where I could still Breathe the blissful pure fresh air of the bucolic, where I Could hear the hum of silence harmonious to my mind’s rhythm, where Dew drops of serenity sparkle in a peasant’s land in morn’s rays, where Eyes yearn to catch a glimpse of the beauty of the soul than the beauty of the Face, where I do not need a mirror to see if I look okay and I Get to be accepted as I am and not compared with anyone, where the Harvest hope of a farmer is not shattered by cyclones and floods, where I could hear the throb of silence and pen my ponderings in peace, where Jealousy or hypocrisy or anxiety or grief ceases to exist, where Knots of hindrances for growth untangle themselves with ease, where Language of love is the only medium of communication, where the Melodious songs of birds are heard throughout the year as Nature is never reluctant to flourish in Her full glory here, where the Oppressed are not cast out from society like corners of bread, where Perceptions of my muse are ignited to get answers to all my deep baffling Queries on life, where disabilities of people are not made fun of, where Rays of the rising sun, forever, gives the warmth of hope, where my Soul revels in ‘the now’, cares descend, and mind is at ease, where Thoughtless, I can remain in this unknown, unnamed land, where Unspoken words of truth echo more than spoken words of lie, Voices, muted, of the innocent get more chances to be heard, and Whimpers and sighs of pain are never heard. Such an idyllic Xanadu is my dreamland, where I do not have to worry about Yesterday, today, or tomorrow and could reach a Zen state of mind that will soothe my being.
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