Dreams…

The moon
outside
keeping a watch,

guiding the lost
with
it’s borrowed light,

or just a pretender
looking for
a one night stand,

casting spells
on earth’s
seas,

setting their skins
with it’s passions
alive,

And me
lost and ignorant
with eyes closed,

entering the world
of unexplainable
dreams,

existence exists
beyond the
conscious,

as I meet
loved ones
no longer around,

visiting places
where in reality
i have never been,

Situations and
circumstances
unfurling at random,

theatrically
on an inner, realistic
three dimensional screen,

that strangely
have never been
a part of my existence,

but i am there
consciously
with my living identity,

a realism therein
to every
emotion felt,

talking my character
and other’s
talking theirs,

hearing my voice
and me
hearing theirs,

But my
sleeping body
hears no sound,

the eyes shut
in the pitch darkness
around,

dead to the world
yet completely
awake in another,

logic and science
my favourite
tools,

but
they falter
hopelessly,

when faced
with the mind’s
inner eye,

so i convince
myself
that somewhere within,

i exist
beyond
this material self,

and as the moon
reflects
a light outside,

the soul apparently
awakens
within at night,

for how else
could i dream
of realms,

beyond the sum total
of this little
lived life.

© vidursahdev 2018


Vidur Sahdev

Vidur Sahdev

Hi, I write on my blog vidursahdev@wordpress.com what comes to mind, and the mind is often as restless as the unpredictable waves.

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