Fantasyland
Was maybe eight or ten old
Don’t remember it exact
Had a lot of fantasies
Building rocket was on the top
Had thought of using tin sheets
Lying around as scrap
Cram them with fire crackers
That took off in the sky
A place for me to sit
That’s all I could think
Didn’t think of any controls
Felt taking off was enough
About air to breathe
And safely landing back
Funny it never touched me
My ignorance was state of art
Now information is on fingertips
Of even the tiniest of kids
What about their imagination
Does it still run amok
©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
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Thanks Rahul
Kids have remarkable imagination and they do have a lot of trust in things going right.
Thanks Sadje
Beautiful lines! Fantasy is one of the beautiful state of life but sometimes it makes people crazy.
Thanks a lot for appreciation. 🙏