Fantasy

By Harsh Casturi

Let the tales be told,

Of the adventures, we so behold, to the kist,

Where all misery seems a breath away,

And we fold in this beautiful getaway.

Let there be miracles of most beautiful kind,

To the world, we are just a piece in time,

Gaping at this horizon and beyond,

We promise to fly and chase the blazing sun.

So aloof to this unfathomable reality,

Let’s make our home in a hopeful harmony,

Where the music will be gentle and bold,

Our bond, stronger and together, we will grow old.

By Harsh Casturi