I left the world behind me when I slipped into my dream
With eyes wide shut I drifted to a large and silken screen
Where images before me played a film within my mind
In Multi-coloured dreamland, I was leaving life behind
Where sunshine is a fact of life, the sky a shade of blue
I’d never even seen such beauty, that was coming into view
Where all my favourite sights and sounds, all mingled into one
And nothing was too much for me, I was quite overcome
My senses tingled, as the pictures highlight every scene
A drama of expressions, building memories serene
And once awake, this Oscar winning story is complete
And the epitaph is fixed within my mind, set on repeat
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Truly, things that don't realize in practical life is possible in dream, thanks to God for providing an alternate and standing ovation to man for enduring the same.