Walking into the Magical World
Walking into the Magical World
Hamna Khan
This is the moon I was born under
The pillow of my hilarious dreams
The feel of being a weirdo detective
“Oh! Yes, you’re wondering right”
“I’m the detective like lemonade”
A sour taste of juicy life
A cold breeze in my ear
Giving me chilly goosebumps
While a monkey who is signing hilarious song
“You’re guessing wrong!”
“I’m not a hilarious joker yet”
But I’ll be the hilarious pirate monkey
Cause this is the moon I was born under
With many blue and pink betta fishes
Around many colorful lotus flowers
Which are stinking too badly
...........
Under the couch I lost my brain
Still finding and finding
And wondering if I would be able to find my precious treasure
“Oh! Hurray! Finally I find it”
“But wait a minute!”
Why is it so wet?
And the unbreakable glass around the couch
“Is the glass full or half empty?”
“What is in the glass?”
..........
Oh! my brain is in the glass
And it is fully wet
My brain is really clumsy as like
My best friend
I, the weirdo detective has turned into a fairy of Creative Science
I will feed your dreams with cats and mice
And you’ll be the night owl
Watching the cat and mouse fight
Enjoying the windy clouds
While flying into the gravity of air
With your large wings
from world’s noise
And the little kids would be hopefully looking at you
and would say
“One day! I’ll also fly like this night owl with my large wings gathering around the whole sky.”
Each of us wants to fly like ducks
And we’ll be flying one day
Filling our empty dreams into reality
Without crushing others’ daydreams