Treasure Island

Hafsa Qureshi

(Islamabad)

A MAGNIFICENT DREAM


Under the weather,
I hit the sack,
And after a spell,
I was gone,
In the glorious world of magic.

There i spot,
Sorcerers and witches,
Making potions,
And flying n brooms,
In the glorious world of magic.

Swishing wands,
Yaking with soals,
Elfs and Inferies,
All i saw,
In the glorious world of magic.

But after i rouse,
All i remember,
Were the magnificent memories,
Of the sorcerers I saw,
In the glorious world of magic.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 17, 2012

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