Two Lenses
Gas
balloon
was the thing
I longed to buy
in my childhood days.
Because it could fly high
in the sky taking my wishes
with it to the height I'd never reach.
Expedition to the world of unknown...
Now, gas balloons can not enthral my mind
Because, I know, how it feels at height
Fears crept in to eat my dreams
Terrors haunt my peaceful soul
Now, I know flying is not
that easy; what I
used to think in
my dream-filled
childhood
days.
26.02.16
I have used Etheree and Reverse Etheree.
Copyright © Anindya Mohan Tagore | Year Posted 2016
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