...eyes swollen n empty, lips dry n chapped.
im still Asleep.
.
inconsequential thoughts prevail the mind.
world seems still Strange.
Headaches Remain.
.
inconsequential feelings Devour the heart, as...
it Sinks and Sulks.
.
they say; the world is the same,
they say; the life is same,
they say; everything is there in its place.
But,
Where am i?...
.
they dont answer.
n i dont know.
.
i do all chores, all day n lie on bed, all night.
.
i roam around the city,
all day all night,
randomly wondering,
through busy streets and empty alleys.
i Wonder alone.
.
i sink in my couch,
all day all night,
watching any scene that catches my eyes,
or reading any word that whispers in heart.
i Dream alone.
.
from here and there
i drift,
i glide,
where the wind takes me.
like a broken Feather...
i am everywhere, n
No where.
.
...i lost my bird
.
...i lost my will.
.
my will,
my love,
my passion,
my god,
my only sanity
...died its own death.
.
while i stood there and watched.
.
now, its an empty temple.
where the bhagats still sing,
and bells still ring,
but the diety has left.
.
i am Free...free as in all its sense.
.
i Dont wanna wake up.
i still Dream.
.
Insane, i Remain.
.
like my love, i expect this dream,
to make me sick
...so sick that it too,
dies its own death.
.
i want to see its limits,
Limits of my Insanity
..... in the hope
... of seeing god,
again.
.
Insane, i Remain.
