A world of coloured shadows
Where all dreams shall fulfill
Fabled for sparkling waters
Running by a dreamy hill
T'was at the end of the great sea
So said valiant sailors
And dragon slayers
That hadn't returned still
They heard only stories
And stories were enough
Enticing hundreds on the journey
Abandoning their golden mill
One by one they all sailed
Until none were left, but the ordinary townsman
So he too swayed after the rest
He struggled and saved
For months on end
Swimming for the grave test
Finally he embarked, bidding farewell
To be on the land of the best
Borrowing the last boat
That he promised to return
Started his journey with fervour
The sea was strange and unfriendly
Upturning him soon with no shelter
Not giving up he swam for days
Dreaming of the vibrant shores
With eternal food and water
After months of peril
No more than skin and bones
But elated still, from afar
As he spotted the mystical land
Running to the shore
He found his mates
Caged within an iron stand
They looked half dead and unhappy
Nothing like his mind's image
He ran toward them
Confused and shocked
While a mammoth of a bird
Lifting him by her talons
Dropped him in her food cage
As the townsman waited to be eaten
He wrote on a paper with his quill...
A world of coloured shadows
Where all dreams shall fulfill
Fabled for sparkling waters
Running by a dreamy hill
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The Gift Of Words
PoetryFeatured in the Reading List 'Poetry Collections' on the official Wattpad Anthologies Page #First Place at the Poetry Awards held by the Bridge Society! #Third Place at the Jungle Awards! The term 'Navras' in Sanskrit describes nine different emotio...
