Like all the other kids in school
I liked balloons, sweets, chocolates
And paper boats.
Standing among drizzles
Droplets sprinkling on my face,
I used to set my hand made paper boat
To sail to the ocean
Where a beautiful princess
Cried blue tears
Locked
By the wicked witch.
My boats carried
Promises of all colors
Asking her to be strong
Stay calm
Till the day
When I will come
To rescue her
From the tormenting sea.
My paper boats crashed
In the mumble-tumble of the narrow stream
That flowed touching my school.
My words washed away
By the misty wind
And the bursting stream.
My promises to save her
Tethered
Buried in the pebbles and mud.
Like school kids
I still like making paper boats.
I watch them
Drift
Passing me
My school
Slowly, away from me
Sadly, crashing,
Unfolding,
Removing stains of ink,
Turing into pieces of paper.
