A Poet’s Paradise|A Utopia of Faith

Away from the rumble of peak hour

Away from rubble farther from how much we are

 

There’s a place that might be

Beyond the slope of evils to see

 

Where hope cherishes

And hate perishes

 

Where eyes look unto tomorrow

Where there’s a lesson in each sorrow

 

Where you fall and merrily you rise

I believe in something I call the poet’s paradise

 

A utopia of my faith and wish

Where peace of mind, a reality is

A simple smile and merry eyes

Away from howls and cries

 

We might fail

Lose dream’s trail

But run for it, with heavy breathe

Take the turn and leave the seethe

 

Injuries might incur

But no war shall occur

 

Countries shall compete

But none to beat

 

Money might matter

But not as much as for bonds to tatter

 

Such is the hope which, within, lies

Someday humans could look at themselves with proud eyes

And laugh alongside with no demographic boundary to bind the ties

Such is my faith, in A Poet’s Paradise

 

{   Ever wondered what type of world will it be? well, if you want to try you may give your own point of view in the comments who knows there might be other like you!!   }

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