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If Fantasy Were Reality
Checked by www.howmanysyllables.com> syllable_counter ************************************************************** If Fantasy Were Reality Human mind is like a wild cheeky horse, Untrained, it pursues its own wilful course Of IMAGINATION that lively brains Can freely wish and afford to sustain In a DREAM world of reckless REVERIE Amidst the glow of frantic fantasy. Flying on silvery wings of fancy I dream being the king of my country With beauties of my choice serving on me, Attending to my WHIMSY wants like flees, Basking in the sun in midst of the sea, Inhaling freshness of the air, carefree. Alas, when the dream comes to abrupt halt I feel being struck by a thunderbolt Viewing it as VISUALISATION Bordering on a HALLUCINATION With the sour sense of dropping from the moon To face the realm of reality soon. If fantasy were a reality There would exist no shrines of poverty No climes where wicked woeful wars are waged No theatre where violence is staged, But a land where blooms the flower of peace Where in every soul sprouts the seed of bliss. If fantasy could endow us with grace Evert poor man`s house would be a palace, Man could dwell on earth many thousand years Without shedding a drop of pearly tear, Without an iota of divine fear, Decreeing earth as his very own sphere.
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