My dream girls dwell in realms imagined,
Painted upon fictional canvases with bare hands,
They laugh freely, showering flowers,
Their songs carried by the wind.
They bring forth a spring that lingers,
Spreading happiness far and wide,
Thoughts pause in their presence, brimming with joy,
Fragrances permeate the air, intoxicating.
With the artistry to turn dreams into reality, like alchemists,
Imagination breathes life into their existence,
Though not real, they belong to another verse, another universe.
Dr.SV Prabhath
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