in the midnight hours
my soul abruptly taps
me on my cheek
into wakefulness
all around me
faint shadows of
increasing complexities
and absurdities grow
larger than life and
present a shadow play
on the surrounding blank walls
i let my mind footloose
how many flyovers
to ease the congestion!
my feet inadvertantly
lead me into the southwest balcony
from where i see
the stars losing their shine
the moon fast waning
an occasional light
dotting the vacant inky highway
and the landscape freezes
into a surreal silhouette
06sep2009
01.20hrs
indira babbellapati
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-surreal-moment/
