Stardust sprinkling from his ever white shoes
Making him fly higher and higher
Seeing the places possible only in dreams
If told others, he'd be called a liar
Slipping through high mountains and valleys
Treasuring the beauty bestowed
All he could think was when night will end
Where his memories will load
These starry nights with sparkling water
Flowing gently through waterfalls
And that's when he woke up from his dream
He knew now his school day calls
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My Brainwork 1: Collection Of Poems
PoetryHi everyone. I have decided to post my various thoughts via poems. The chapters here will be arranged according to different topics. You can read according to your choice.Hope you like them. Also, if you find typos, grammatical mistakes, etc, do...
