There are moments,when your heart stops responding.Moments when you hate the mere faces you see around,specially the masked one.The feeling is intense when the emotions you have finds no partner for love-making,or to be heard.Like a twig that falls from a tree but nobody cared enough or picked it up,healed it.That twig is all stale and just lying nearby its parent tree..Yes it actually happens.
I feel it.Like things choking and not coming back to me.Suffocating it might be.For sure it is profound.
I question my existence is a reality or a myth for my thoughts seem myths to other.So what better I become now?A myth yet again?Perplexing conjecture become the hard,raw truth at times..you see it and don’t want to accept it… yet you know,there it is..your part of lie.Sore and naked.
There is something surreal about my those nights when the state of mind drifts from my body,vapid thoughts on fire,thunderbolt then flies higher.Those nights vocalize the illusions of my mind and gives me a surreptitious good night kiss as I cover my face in deep slumber,what enchants me more is the thrill I get before my nights call me in,unaware of the rawness of the dreams I would have again or the world I would enter in,vanishing my soul seems.Sometimes the journey is venturesome while sometimes a mundane ritual follow,still there is a deep craving that asks me each day about my last night to which my face speaks all the next morning.True they say,dreams keep you awake, if not that..why I still defeat the rapacious desires?
Each night..midnight tells my subconscious mind what different talks got imbued in me distinctively and what held me all unwavering.I come to know this way the inner mirth I
have or the hollowness if prevails and that is the beauty my dreams possess.Indelible my future remains,no soothsayer or my cosmos enjoy the power of my want,something remains unwritten in our journal by those stars or the gargantuan sky,but I have the power to lie down on my cozy bed and close my eyes..for it is 10:30 p.m by the clock…time to get vanish in my own spark.