Beautiful Dwelling

For me it was a retreat where I could shout uninhibitedly; without caring a damn about the pretentious society,

For me it was a castle in which I could parade with or without my bombastic fabric; wear the most shriveled and bedraggled attire of my very own choice,

For me it was a tunnel in which I could swim and frolic; applying tons of slippery mud and wild grass on my supple body,

For me it was a hut in which I could dream unrelentingly all day and night; without the slightest barricade or disturbance from the horrendously conventional world,

For me it was an invincible fortress which sequestered my scalp from brilliant
sunshine in the day; warded off the tiniest of evil in the perilously shivering night,

For me it was a delectably placid heaven; where I could dance in unprecedented jubilation anytime,

For me it was a sky of mesmerizing fantasy; where I could conceive the most bizarre and wildest of things; and yet find a right to stay blissfully alive,

For me it was an ocean of fathomless enchantment; where I could stay in complete oblivion from the planet; and yet admire it from my colossal balcony,

For me it was a warehouse of appetizing food; a ravishing enclosure to appease my gluttony several times in a single day; and that too masticating the meal of my choice,

For me it was a golden mattress embodied with flocculent buds of raw cotton; where I could walk in my most natural state; without adhering to the stringent norms of gaudy fashion and pompous clothing,

For me it was a voluptuously blossoming garden; where I could leisurely stroll at any stage of the acrimonious day; inundate its interiors with the most wacky perfume of my choice,

For me it was a rainbow of vivacious colors; where I could entertain myself to the fullest; nostalgically reminisce in the glory of my innocuous childhood; without a
soul to interrupt me,

For me it was an asylum where I could behave like an insane lunatic; let the diabolical part of me fulminate to its most overwhelming capacity,

For me it was a laboratory to carry on my ingenious experiments; keep evolving millions of lines of Poetry without actually getting in the way of the intransigently unsparing critics,

For me it was an inevitably precious jewel; which incredulously augmented my existing charm; making me the darling of my sacrosanct wife,

For me it was a sprawling playground scattered with umpteenth number of alluring toys; a place where I could talk to my children with the supreme freedom of a
crown prince,

For me it was a divinely temple; wherein I vehemently revered and kept the idol of my God; prayed to it incessantly every morning; before I eventually departed for interacting with the disdainful world,

For me it was a fountain of boisterous activity; with each day bringing in loads of unsurpassable excitement and astonishing fun,

To be succinctly precise; let me instead curtail the lengthy discussion; and sign off ecstatically by just saying; that it was indeed my daintily adorable and beautiful dwelling.

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