… that's 30 minutes of my life I'll never get back!

I’ll tell you what it saw

I’ll tell you how far it flew - -

It was a picture my mind wrote & tinted

But, would you believe if I said it was true?

The fact that you’re still reading,

I suppose you believe my word in detail,

Come, travel along with me now

As I walk past the corridors, with my fervent trail.

From diamond studded chandeliers to marble stairways,

From royal carpets to the expanse of the endless hallways;

Each painting chose colour that I glanced; every mirror reflected, what I had shown,

Every brick was what I sited; and every pillar paved in gem stone.

I saw no human faces, and I knew I was all alone;

Yet, I say in all honesty, that it didn’t seem like I was on my own.

Every pretty bird twittered in daylight, and chose to sit by that window,

Every gentle wind ardently puffed inside, soft and smooth and slow.

And in no time I’d made a rapport with the beauty, scenic & freed,

As if I were a part of its landscape, ever since I knew how to breathe.

It was my best present ever - -

The present I created myself at mid-night;

The present that was a dream I lived

For 30 minutes, before the dark was replaced by the light.

With the string of my words, with the power of my reverie,

I built this dream of mine;

A beautiful citadel was what I called it - -

Where I saw my brightest smile.

I can't remember what my dream was exactly made of,

And never will I know what caused it to happen, still - -

I’m certain that that’s 30 minutes of my life;

The time that I’ll never get back, even if I will!