Tune of time

When I reach out my hand towards to sky,

I feel like touching heaven!

I imagine my dreams and close my eyes,

In a deep surrounding darkness.

Far away from this world,

I sense a sheer silence

Proceeding unknowingly

towards discovering a new tune of my life.

And my hopeless dreams

seem to look like stars in an azures’ sky …

I witness my ignorant past lying on the floor

Often sometimes in a busy noon,

When everyone's playing the game of life

& rushing around throughout the day …

Whenever I watch aberrantly the dawn light

Seems like I am watching

this new born sun for the first time

And a chronic war inside my mind,

trounces me being reality

When I recognize my genuine world …

All my imaginations isolate me!

I return to reality, I see my present glaring away

And becoming a lost memory and assaulting me brutally.