My Dream Destination Poem by ziesha paul

When we sleep in the night,
we get wonderful dreams.
Hundreds of miles away,
ther's a place of happines and gay,
'DREAMLAND', so it is called
it is not a room or a hall
it is a paradise like place
without any barriers or walls.
With greenery all around,
with breeze and chirping sound,
all is fresh and liked by heart
from sorrows and worries,
it is far apart.
Parties go on where whole night,
without liquor, cigarettes and fight.
The place where there is no corruption,
everyone lives happily, without discrimination.
The place which is like heaven,
IS MY DREAM DESTINATION.