Dream sequence, continues...

...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.