Vishal Dutia

In the meadow of magic, where wonders unfold,
Lies a place full of blunders, mistakes to behold.
The flowers are upside down, the trees are all crooked,
The river flows backwards, the animals are all hooked.

The sky is green and pink, the sun is always shining,
The moon is always full, the stars never stop twinkling.
It’s a place of confusion, where nothing is quite right,
But it’s also a place of joy, where dreams take flight.

Inspired by: altpoetryprompts

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