By Priya Patel
[Context: This poem is the feeling of longing for another place where there is no problems and only happiness is blooming.]
I think, I belong to somewhere else,
Where there’s no worries,
Where the water’s not blurry,
Where golden light shines a tree.
Made possible that every soul
would dance happily.
Reload my life, I wish, I could
start it again.
I would change thousand things
hurriedly.
Kick off all the sadness pain.
We will only get the life of gain,
The gain would last the life for twice.
I want this much happiness and
peace.
The rivers and lakes wouldn’t kill
anybody.
The snakes are beautiful said by
a lady.
Mr Golden Rat would make his
home in hat,
If the wand wouldn’t be swung
around.
The life will not be changed, if
We will be waiting for someone
to knock the door,
And say, “Hello let’s go with me,
And I’ll take you to the place
where you belong.”
By Priya Patel
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