Dreamland 

Where curiosity fuels ambition

Where questions wrestle fate

Where peace is the mission

Where love triumphs over hate

Where the mind doesn't think twice

Before doing what is right

Where all men are pretty wise

And hold onto their promises tight

Where everybody is a free bird

Where everybody keeps their word

Where sad and gloom don't have a room

Where happiness and joy blooms 

This is where I wanna be
Where all good things are wild and free

Dreams push reality away from us.
Expectations hurt us.
But what drives us is this faith and hope. 
This faith and hope, which makes us believe in ourselves and achieve the dreams, even the most unrealistic ones.
This faith and hope which makes the sun rise every morning even after the darkest stormy night.
This faith and hope which brings a smile to faces of all those having a hard day.
Don't let that faith and hope in you die.
Let it live and make you strive to become better every day. 

Forever, Till Eternity, Beyond the Doomsday

You hold my hands in the darkest of days

You make me smile and make everything okay

You are all I need, so I want us to stay

Forever, till eternity, beyond the doomsday...

Philocaly

The whiff of roses aroused her

She had fallen in love

With the clear cerulean sky

With the amorphous white clouds 

With that vivifying breeze 

Which takes away the amber dry leaves

She had fallen for the twinkling stars 

And the darkness of the night sky 

And the euphony of the rain

And the aroma of the wet mud

The magic of music intrigued her 

She had fallen in love

With the subtle hues of florets 

With the fluttering butterflies

With the symphony of the birds 

Which had conquered her soul

She was captivated yet so free

She felt everything that some couldn't even see

Colors of My Heart

They say I got a red heart,

But I think it's all green

For the words I speak, they say, are poison

and are really mean.

They say I got a red heart,

But I think it's all blue

For the eternal sky that lies within

reflects the sea hue.

They say I got a red heart,

But I think it's all black

For the thoughts in which my heart is trapped

are dark as wrack.

PAPA

DAY ONE OF SCHOOL:
 He gives her the bag he is carrying on his shoulder, and helps her climb the stairs of her school bus, with a wide smile he waves saying goodbye to her, not caring about his reputation, he might be a boss in his office but right now he is a father, a father of a four-year-old little girl.
DAY 2200 OF SCHOOL:
He still waves, with a bright wide smile, to his 15-year-old girl.
Everything has changed, his hair is now grey, his face has got wrinkled, he is a little fat now what hasn't changed is his selfless love, care, and support.
He hears all the complaints and crib and cries and tolerates all the criticism and nonsense. But we don't realise what he is going through, sorry for that papa.
Happy Birthday, Papa.