Magic Stick

I wish somehow someone gave me a magic stick,

Using which my life would be made up of colors that I pick,

In my beautiful dreams life is full of desirability,

Thing are queued up according to my priority,

One door open and the other close,

Every day, everyone in friends & family gives me a unique pose,

Life is a cute little puzzle,

Although the path is little ruffle,

I meet all those who are close to my heart,

Even those who are somehow poles apart,

I'm laughing, smiling and enjoying every moment there,

Feels like I'm the only person with whom these moments pair,

Using the magic stick I'd add my dreamland to the life I live,

Where I'd get the same amount of love, attention and care I give,

I wish somehow someone gave me a magic stick,

Using which my life would be made up of colors that I pick.