Dragonfly

Do you ever wonder

How wonderful it is,

To make a blunder

And convert it into a bliss?

Do you even know?

To feel 'nostalgic knew',

To gaze at the sunset glow

And smile as you think it falls for you?

Do you ever glance at

Polaroid photographs

Of places not found on a map by any chance

And imaginary people with real laughs?

Because if you do not

Then something is wrong,

Stress is not what you have caught

Maybe you haven't seen a dragonfly since long.