At times
I dream endlessly
Like a lost warrior
In the cascades of beauty
I shout it out silently
They still hear me
I run for the feast
To eat it all up at once
I lose midway
Knowing I ain't a loser
I try again
Winning it all, I conquer
I sleep tirelessly
For I finally have won
I indulge in merry
I hate scars, and wounds
For I am a fantasy
I dwell in imagination

- सौरभ