Life
I met a man in my dreams,
He was really strange as it seems,
for some reason he was upside down-
as if he was hanging from an invisible rope or falling down,
I asked him what happened to him as he stared-
at me with those big eyes and a tiny smile as i look scared-
and then suddenly he was standing straight.
I kept looking at him in a weird wait,
he moved closer to me and looked-
straight into my eyes with a deeper look-
as i spooked,
he hooked,
rebuked.
I asked him what is it and he-
said that he saw it in my eyes and me.
"what do you see?", I asked.
"I saw a life" he phrased.
I asked him what he meant by that,
his words were deep to this naive brat,
"life is like a children's park ,
kids go there to enjoy-
the time without worrying-
about coming back, you little boy".
And suddenly I was standing-
in a park myself playing with some kids.
And as i saw those kids play,
soon enough i realized,
it is-
life.
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