Imagination...(Nazmaa)

Imagination...

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The moment 

I used to utter 

The word 'imagination',

You condemned 

With a dirty face,

This is useless,

And cried

I want something real..

Always an ill stretch of your imagination

Your real thing was 

And the reality was my imagination,

Your disbelief was always there in yours

And an unqualified faith 

I had in mine.. 

My capacity is my imagination, 

My potential within me is my imaginative me,

It's a force of my energy

Moves my mind through this

And my no mind is followed

By my body 

By my being,

What I am today is

My imagination manifested in Your REALITY..