Oh!, How I dream?
About dreams lost,
About my past,
Of ccompassions,
Of passions,
Of emotions rushed,
Of desired hushed,
and I have dreamt.
Of rough mountains,
Of tender oceans ,
Of rocky moonlight,
Of blazing lights,
And bewildering sights
Oh, how I dream!
About her eyes
I dream of lies
That I tell myself
When I wake up
That it is reality!
And I am living
Only in a dream.
Lower down the brightness
prepare a dark ambience
I am revealing the devil inside me,
make room for a little darkness.
Hey what you looking at,
get me the poison of my choice.
I remind you again very soon,
you shall croon to my voice.
I am the devil and it’s just my bad,
I am not happy thus revealing my sad,
I need a faith and the love I had,
or else I too am going to be mad.
My conscience long bargained
in cheap, priceless stores.
Aged among antiques, stored
I was more priceless than the Titanic aboard.
Only my alter ego
My semi consciousness, my ‘no’
He stands where I cannot reach
cutting across definitions that I cannot preach.
They call it my failure
my karma , my sad , my bad.
But I know it’s a tale told too tad.
After all it was all my bad.
– Sahar
Whispers of Immortality 