From rush of time few moments,
another day ends here unaware.
In abrupt black out, eyelids hang.
dark tentacles of sleep clasp memory.
One day I stopped, just went blank
A moment propped me up. Oh! great
I saw world toady in real fineness,
where beauty still manifests in style.
A dropdown menu displays on screen.
Satellite sends pictures of cosmic dream.
I look through display window to future.
A pigeon sits on sill with olive branch in beak.
I play with mouse clicking off gloom.
Chiming clock beckons my attention.
Behind glass panes world still buzzes.
Azure sky glaze down on my courtyard.
A breeze gently lifts dry leafs off my chest,
memories murmur scrubbing my brain.
Screen of mind animate images of fear,
as childhood once again runs amuck wildly.
Ghosts of past still haunts in thoughts,
nostalgic smells of ancestors hang in corridors.
Here we met in our chat room behind barn.
where we had our first bliss in wilderness.
Screen saver props up as my idle hands rest.
Sleep howls from depth of soul again n’ again.
I rest on your shoulder as my dream come true.
As we breathe slowly, I sign off to infinite depths.
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Satheesan Rangorath
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