Vision
Vision!
Red blue green the colors we have seen,
In different forms, forming illusion.
Sometimes in real sometimes in dream,
The 3D world but 2D vision.
But when I stretch my arms, outta my blanket,
And I wake up in the morning, as my eyes are open,
Illusions fade, all the dreamy characters evade,
When your face is there and I just stare stare stare....
And those free, dangling hairs,
When you let them fall, over my face,
Those sharp looking eyes gazing me in pairs,
Then I could not escape from this magical space.
Then the warmth of your hugs,
The sound Tik Tok of the clock,
Goes outta sync, these moments and logs
But I still manage to be there in your lock
While I am managing to stay there and I stare stare stare.....
Copyright © Ashok Kumar Mishra | Year Posted 2018
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