Utopian Land
My poetry takes me to Utopian land,
Where love and peace perfectly blend.
Humanity is the only religion known
Arrows are rusted, bows can’t bend.
Everyone is kind with beautiful heart,
Equality and justice for all, I wonder.
A perfect place where women are safe,
And it rains, without any thunder.
I imagine people living their dreams,
Society woven from threads of trust.
Here life is perfect, devils are dead,
Joy prevails, worries crushed to dust.
But, when I encounter the real world,
My poetic soap bubble tends to burst.
And I am drawn out of Utopian land,
Now I find blood quenching the thirst.
This poem has been published in 2019 in my poetry collection
"Far in the Meadows and other poems" by Meenakshi Raina
23 March, 2017.
Utopia and the Soap Bubble - Poetry Contest
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Poem Written In March 2017- Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Laura Loo
Copyright © Meenakshi Raina | Year Posted 2017
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