When all’s sad
and anxiety crosses the street
the news filled with grief
is it wrong to rely on some reels
we know those may not be true
we know they may never come true
a moment of smile
the gush of fantasy
the sugar coated words
is it wrong to rely
on some dreams of fantasy
they tell me
look in water and reflect
they tell me
to work and stop making clouds of thoughts
yet I wish to believe
believe in mirages of miracles
a snap of finger
a dust of shimmer
a fairy god mother protecting me
telling me to revive
dance in boots over the cloud nine
those Disney movies
may be reel
yet an inspiration
to face real
the prince and pauper
Maybe siblings
the Aladdin
flying and visiting the world
is it too late to go back to fantasies?