My Room

My Room

My room is the real heaven to me.
When I am inside my room,
I feel that I am in a world of happiness
Peace is born in my mind.
I can think freely in my room,
Nothing hinders me.
When I sit alone in my room,
A lot of imaginary characters come
And they give me company
My imaginations are sweeter
Than my real life,
And it makes my room a fairy land.
My room is not attractive in its appearance,
But the cheerful thoughts of mine
In the room makes my room lovely
When I sit and think,
Old memories flash
And I fall into a peaceful sleep
In my sweet room’s silky bed.

Poem by: Aditya Neelambaran,St. Teresa’s College