I am not lost in madness of my share
But i am making my own castles in air
I am not dreaming to get bonus in a dare
But i am making my own castles in air
In the game of king, queen and sword
I am painting a blue sky to fly like a bird
In this battle of breath and blood
I want to turn the table with my single word
On my quotic table of mess
Glory of that small deity never seemed less
In my huzz buzz life of high raising towers
Beauty of blushing dusk never fades its powers
In the midst of foggy, gloomy evenings
I collect dews of dimples with small meanings
In the dark and dusky nights
I soak up the photons of bright street lights
I am not lost in madness of my share
But I am making my own castles in air
I am not dreaming to get bonus in dare
But I am making my own castles in air
BY
MANSI PANDEY
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