Imagination
Wandering
to a
A place
of
Blue ocean
and
Beautiful sunrise
With coconuts
Proudly stand
along the beach
Of a tropical island
Cool breeze
Clean to breathe
Detoxified
By the lush
plants and trees
And during dusk
I hear the crickets' voices
Noisily cheering
The calming glow
Of the moonlight
Fireflies
Flaunting at darkness
And I see
Nearby huts
Dimly lit with
Oil lamps
I smell
the air
infused with lovely smells
Of flowers
Giving off their
Sweet perfumes
It has been ages
I haven't visited
Such place
A paradise
A haven
Of delight
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