Steadily fixed peeps stirred with some thought,
Reality seem oscillating between my mind and galaxies,
This very moment swings my dreams, some lullabies!
Doubt creeps in, is life a dream? Am I awake?
Ain’t moving! All’s freezed as time’s stretching forth,
Did eternity capture me and my earthly instincts?
Can feel some drowsy aura making me inactive,
Some tender breeze shutting my eyelids softly,
This angelic fragrance runs through my every vein,
Releasing my sense’s grips, to suspend into “dream”,
Am stooping! Am slipping! Am sliding! And am lost!
- Deep
Friday, March 26th, 2010.
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