The Hills Of Dreaming Poem by Abhay Lodha

The Hills Of Dreaming



Flying high in my feelings
fearless and breathing
distorted and jaded
memories faded
from the end of time
alice in wonderland
flying high in the dark
on the way to
never land getting
lost in my innocence
in a perfect disarray
colours go astray
and later fade away.

Monday, January 14, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: hill
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