A Frog And His Dream Poem by amisha patel

A frog at the middle of muddy pond,
on a beautiful lotus leaf.
Thought to jump over that nasty pond,
and imagines to build a house on tree,
where only birds sings and clouds whispers,
breeze cold the heart and sun warmth the soul,
leaves tickles the skin and everything looks perfect.
He jumped along with his imagination,
and fell on that nasty pond.
Felt the creepiness of mud which was swallowing him,
Tried to come out of it,
but he was absorbed by his dreams.