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The Land of Joy

Her version of utopia

By Umama Zahir Published 3 years ago 1 min read
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The Land of Joy
Photo by Erriko Boccia on Unsplash

The branches of the tree

cracked up with her smile,

The chirping of the birds

Were heard from miles,

The bees on the dahlias

Danced with joy,

The baby with a yell

Sucked on his toy,

She dreamt of a land

Not far away from here,

A land where love and joy,

Ran bare.

She dreamt of a home

In the midst of that land,

Where birds danced for suitors,

As the leaves rustled with the wooers.

She dreamt of a sweetheart

Eloquent like a piece of art,

His hand stroking her hair,

With warmth that was surreal.

She dreamt of that moment

When her soul was at peace,

Swaying with delight,

Inhaling the fresh breeze.

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Umama Zahir

My name is Umama. I am passionate about writing and strive to create pieces that leave a lasting impact on my readers. Through my work, I aim to convey the depth of emotions and explore themes that truly resonate with the core of our being.

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  • Carnation Blush6 months ago

    Beautiful

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