# Imagination..

                                                   Imagination..

I feel proud,

To tell…

              all around...

                              

I, belong to him,

He, is the one…

Whose, just a simple thought..

Made me feel my heartbeat.

He is the one…

I am waiting to meet.

He is the one, whom I felt there,

Where mountains are surrounded by air…

Flying in air, were my silly hair...

Which were kissing my cheeks,

Moving my hair,

                         behind my ear.

I felt his finger’s touch,

My whole body felt the current as such..

Closed were my eyes,

Tornado of feelings was storming inside..

My breath became very strong,

I felt him so close, same as the music is to a song..

Though,

This is an imaginary thought of mine,

For there is no person of such a kind,

Whose heart rules over his mind.

Every time I think..

I fall in love with life,

With a simple hope..

                                  That one day, my imagination will meet me alive.

Written by: Rashmi Ramesh..