Life is a dream which I realized when the sleep lasted less.
Life is trouble I realized when I grew older.
I thought life would be awesome.
I dreamt I would be there as me.
Things change ,people change.
The rhythm ,the song ,was tuned changed.
isn't it same as the dream I dreamt.
isn't it same as a life reflecting to every person I walk past everyday.
Maybe this is it.
life .
In long starts and short ends,between fallen cracks,patches,reasons,arch
enemies,sleeps.........life.......that dream which we always can't remember.
As another sleep ends.....I wanna forget that dream......we never know wen we have "nightmares"...
puzzles....mazes.....I want d same u and me....like yesterday.......
will it......I believe in hope..........hope.......
hope is a good thing....
-Anirudh Vallabhaneni
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Ghazels of Unknown
PoetryLiving in this concrete jungle, I realized these truths and mystery of human mind which played it's part in today's civilization. Dust, glory, war, cyber, social,and the zing and enigma that we all strive. For the lifeless life. Other parts coming...
