My imagination often runs wild,
I would close my eyes
To shut off ghosts lurking near my bed,
I would roll a dice
If fears start to dominate my head.
I have read many graphic novels,
I have watched many classical films,
I have juggled marbles,
I have listened to folktales in huge volumes.
Dreams in the red chamber may be fancy,
Witches in a horror movie may be sneaky,
But a fiction is a fiction,
All fictions evoke thrill to produce addiction.
With each clash,
Upon every crash,
Children’s world is enriched in a flash,
Writer are definitely encouraged to make big flash
By letting the creative fire burn to ash.
As a child,
My imagination often runs wild.
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