Monday 18 March 2013

Sometimes

Sometimes I wish the time would stop
And I could cherish the moment forever
Sometimes I wish I could fly
And reach to the end of the world
Sometimes I wish I could touch the sky
Or stand on the moon, walk by the stars
Sometimes I wish I could talk to birds
Share a thought with the flowers
Sometimes I wish I could hold colors in my hand
And with the lights as I wished
Sometimes I wish I could blow smiles
And cover all things with a golden mist
Sometimes I think the heart goes crazy
And starts living in a fantasy world
And yet sometimes I think, why not fancy
A dream is also a reality for sometime

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