Happiness
It is a timeless ease
It looks like Ma’s chiffon saree’s that she no longer wears but looks at them like her first love
It sounds like Dadu’s morning prayer which he never uttered with his lips
It tastes like warm and not hot, cup of coffee with a dash of caramel
Happiness
It is my room’s un-repaired silent clock
In my dreamland
I see myself sleeping in your lap
as you brush my hair
In my dreamland
my nightmares don’t exist
they’re perhaps on Jupiter
In my dreamland
cobras and pythons aren’t ripping apart each other
in fact, unicorns and dragons
are chilling together
In my dreamland
my screams are only for
reaching out to my favourite ice cream
not of fear making me dread another dream
In my dreamland
there are no wretched days
of overthinking and anxieties
it’s all about rainbow smiles and starry skies
It’s all in the dreamland,
unreal, unrealistic, unimportant.
promise me my love,
you will never mistake
a prayer for a miracle
promise me my love,
you will choose to
remain what you're, despite
promise me my love
in no life will you mistake
attention for care
promise me my love,
to never love anyone
more than your own self
