Staring at the blue sky above palm trees green,
Blurring the eyes with visions unseen,
Carpet of magnolia covering the scene,
Heads of daffodils in rhythm, full swing!

Snow drops waving saying bye to spring.
Wistera in violet trailing along the brim.
No signs of waking from this eternal dream!
Even the blast of thunder just a whisper so dim.

My World is hovering above Manchester, the dream!
When will I wake up in that land so serene?
To see the little faces in flesh and skin.
Joing the laughter sans the virtual screen.

Let the rays of silver of the VESAK moon.
Reach the sore heart and wipe tears soon,
Full stop to the problems let hopes bloom.
In the heart, enabling flying in POSON moon!