Are dew drops the tears of a lonely ghost?
Are the snow capped mountains,vanilla ice creams that Gods love the most?
Do the birds consider ground as their sky?
Do they think of freedom in terms of walk , as we think it is to fly!?
Does the lizard on the wall think of you as scary?
Does the helpless potted plant think of you as a magical water giving fairy?
Are the birds ,every morning, chirping with mirth?
Or are they arguing among themselves about who is going to land first on earth?
Are the trees really silent? To a spot they are glued.
Or is the breeze we feel ,their comments,maybe of praise or maybe lewd.
Do the bees feel that we are buzzing when we converse?
Does the mirror contain a parallel universe?
Does the river really flow,happily with glee?
Or are the drops of a river competitively having a race to reach the sea?
The world that we see might not be simple after all.
With a little funny quirk in you,you might never be bored at all!
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