Dream home

An imagination for dream home continues Not so particular about its construction or avenues Not even location or in any particular place Not so big, not ordinary also and not to look even palace I shall prefer hut to big mansion It will need no solid foundation No fear of water logging or inundation Natural air from all sides for enough ventilation Well face to face rising sun Same way silver rays from full moon Stars too can twinkle and be seen through window Cool breeze in morning silently to touch and flow Eyes to explore vast horizon with no purpose Think of its vastness and nothing more to suppose Give all credit to almighty for creating such beautiful objects Even looks itself gives freshness and influence views or try to inject If it has river flow by the side with all its natural curves What an object view it may create and definitely serve! Such home can well be the pure imagination as an ideal home We sand on the back of the river and smilingly welcome Why do we go to the nature in the troubled period only? It has lot more to serve the interest and avoid The difficult and strenuous period to lapse Create the self confidence and environment from turning tense Not the mountains inject us with the idea to rise to that height? Why even cracking thunder lights fail to dislodge it even late? Solution is there for asking but we must have will power to act The nature is always there and ready to help in fact Even on flat surface green fields provide fresh air Inhale little and you will freshness through hair Mind that was bogged down may have fresh impulse All the power to think afresh and strong resolve to repulse Why to go to soul searchers to inside echo? Why it should not travel at our will power and go? Strike at the peak and come back with answer But the language can be understood by fewer Who has understood the sweet language of cuckoo? It has made you to be carried away and fall through The codes and its secrets getting slowly familiar When mixed with lovely voice in the thick fresh air I would prefer to be among tribal men and wonder in forest It might have large area stretching from east to west I shall have enough to eat and share its treasure What can be real joy with all parameters unable to measure?