To exist 💫

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 I arose from my slumber

With a utopian chimera 

Trusting my fancy to eventuate 

And as I pondered, 

The glorious sun rose,

Shining in my eyes 

Adorning my mortal being with a heavenly veil of gold

An iridescent phosphorescence ;

I descried a sea of stars 

The cerulean immensity of the ocean - Azul;

The sky - Damask ;

The clouds - Amaranthine ;

I pulled myself out of my conceit ,

Only to find ;

That this was no mere fantasy 

But an unfeigned reality 

And I thought, 

To exist , is all!

- Ananyaa Joshi 

Imagination diaries





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