Resting deep into dreams,
my future is at stake,
lost is my present !
Eluding realism,
eyes fastened,
alive to memories !
Lovely moonlit night,
a walk along the road,
hand in hand !
Making haste to reach,
and celebrate a meet,
sitting close !
Moments of togetherness,
enlightened hearts,
resting in peace !
Sweet past,
circulates and recirculates,
feeds on soul !
Aurora of twilight,
days and nights,
unaware resting !
Slipping out of his mind,
memories yet echo,
hopes evaporate !
No desire to wake up,
I am no more than,
a dead corpse!
Worms crawl within,
Till I am eaten up whole,
Zeroed in rest !
Till my blondes turn grey,
and colors of life fade,
twilights turn dark,
and beauty wrinkles,
His one hearty call,
I await getting up,
look alive,
alive and kicking !
written on 17/5/14
contest- The Dream
sponsor- Isaiah Zerbast
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