The World That Is

Through the looking glass
And what Alice saw,
Brobdingnanian tomfoolery.

Funny Games

The altar laid bare,
Front porch waiting unaware
Of lofts and funny games!

Evanescence

Blazing summer sun

Under the shade of the neem,

Spicy pickle and bun.

Heights unsurmountable

Leaping in the air
And yearning to stir the sky,
My silly heedless dwarfs.

Run to Win

Train to The Dreamland.
Everyone jumping in,
While he stands and stares

The Dark Age

The landscape is red
Macabre, vivid, intense
And the viewers blind.