Erum Khan - Imagination

Imagine if shadows could speak,
trees lie down at ease,
rivers refuse to flow,
wind frowns, as it blows,
oceans, mountains could race,
snail accompanies at the same pace

Imagine the two poles hug,
or a fish flight on a rug,
or Grand Pa’s grave answers,
and me listened, cared, pampered; by you,
Sweet Imagination, you are too good to be true.

Erum Khan

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