I used to draw this scene on paper when i waslittle

He used to build a house under palm trees💖 I kept thinking with my eyes closed till noon💖 I used to make a very delicate figure in my thoughts💖 I often broke the moon and stars in the sky💖 And made ornaments for a little doll💖 The waves used to blow away my dreams💖 But I also used to make it on the beach at home💖 Everyone in Murree was thirsty for my blood💖 I did not wield a sword or a dagger💖 The director is me in the drama of this world💖 Sometimes he made heroes, sometimes he made jokers.