A stroll through paradise – Delhi Poetry Slam

A stroll through paradise

By Ishika Byju

The breeze kissed my cheeks
as I walked through the highest peaks.
My legs took me to places unknown,
Paradise it was, but I was alone.

The pretty sun smiled at me
and through the bushes and Therns I went carefree
The blossoms and blooms the great mango tree,
The heaven in front of me, my heart felt free.

As I strolled and sauntered,
I espied the blossoms, the lavenders a lovely songbird
Aaah if life could only be a stroll through this paradise...
Came back my life all formulas and price.


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