A Kid by Thoughts

By Vikasini. Y

In the realm of boundless dreams, there resides

A kid by thoughts, with wings unfurled wide.

In his eyes, the universe gleams and sighs,

A poet's heart, where imagination resides.

His mind, a tapestry of colors untamed,

A symphony of words, his thoughts unnamed.

He dances to the rhythm of celestial spheres,

Where dreams take flight, and banish all fears.

With every step, he paints his own sky,

A canvas vast, where fantasies never die.

He wanders through meadows of whispered tales,

Collecting fragments of stardust, as his spirit sails.

His dreams are vast, and wild as the seas,

Lush landscapes unfurl with every breeze.

He walks with giants, converses with trees,

And rides on the back of a gentle breeze.

In his world, time is but a fleeting notion,

As he weaves stories with unbounded devotion.

He dances with moonbeams in a shimmering trance,

And plays hide-and-seek with the shadows that dance.

Through realms of wonder, his spirit roams,

In search of secrets whispered by ancient tomes.

He witnesses the birth of galaxies afar,

And counts the twinkling stars as they spar.

He paints with words, his verses like rain,

Bathing the world with hope, washing away the pain.

His pen, a magic wand, conjuring new lands,

Where dreams are nurtured by his tender hands.

Oh, kid by thoughts, with boundless grace,

Your spirit soars, leaving trails in space.

May your dreams forever take flight,

Guiding us all towards a brighter light.

By Vikasini. Y