Thursday, August 11, 2011

My Imagination

Sometime My Imagination is a beautiful  lady ,
and thoughts poured in sentences are her body.
The lady dances to my tunes like a puppet ,
and only I how and when to stop it.
Sometimes it becomes a dream unfulfilled... ,
and my fancies know it how different colors
                                     can be filled.
So my thoughts become the different shades of these colors. 
 And lend me charm ,happiness and a feeling of satisfaction
................. to make my dream come true to the perfection                                          

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