World Of Thoughts Poem by Rema Santosh

The words never spoken made it,
the buds yet to bloom, colored it,
The mind played the music,
with tunes never heard before.
The breeze held the fragrance,
never ever smelt before.
Reality just kept away,
and with no thorns, you found a new way,
none to find you were wrong,
never to feel, you were all alone.
Not a day with its dark night longer,
or a shadow that to haunt you later,
The moon so round in its halo,
and the castle of clouds colored with rainbow,
all those faces fresh in smiles,
and no tears of hopelessness,
Here it is, your world of thoughts,
and for this, with no one you have fought.