My broomstick fantasy…

Reading a Harry potter book
I imagined myself on a broom,
Not to play quidditch
But to go around the world, zoom!!

I did a push off,
Voila! I was now in the air.
Flying a broom seemed effortless,
It simply needed… a bit of flair!!

Over the Middle East I traveled
And in no time reached London.
Enthralled by all the sights,I thought
Living here must be such fun!!

Next I wished to see Paris and Eiffel tower
But strangely landed up at Roland Garros.
Federer had just emerged triumphant
Beating a guy…whose name’s pretty obvious!!

Waving the champion goodbye, I headed for Egypt
Where I marveled at the ancient pyramid
I then bid adieu to the African desert
Considering where next my voyage would lead!!

The broom covered long distances
And soon the U.S of A was in sight
But suddenly something shook me up
I fell off my broom, in fright!!

Mom stood nearby, smiling at me
Eyeing the broom in my hand.
I too stared at it in utter disbelief
For such a situation hadn’t been planned!!

I’ll dream…I’ll do!!

A free bird is what
I’ve always longed to be
Breaking away from the confines
Of an uncertain mind
Wanting to reach out
To the world surrounding me

Sky being my limit
I hope to reach great heights
Striving harder with each new day.
Taking criticism in my stride
I am now ready to create days
From the dark and dreary nights…

My dreams are big
Quite different from the rest
I seek to usher in a new tomorrow.
Standing out from the crowd
I aim to become better
Of course better, than the very best!!