Dreams are deceiving
By Panash A
Published 23 September 2023
The sun caressing my radiant face
Relaxing on my serendipitous, sunburnt pillar
Every day in my monotonous base
Tranquility brainwashes me which is never sour
The effervescent imprint of
Distilled water drags me continuously
But my self-esteem resists the mighty pull
My courage prospering, preparing to traverse
Sweat spreading, cautiously creeping, dawdling
The trees are a jet-black blanket shielding me from the harsh sun
Someone tailing, seeking me. Peeking
An ongoing chase. Exiled. Hunting me
A paradise emerges in front of me
My aspiration has been complete, feels like my eyes are deceiving
The reservoir is surrounded by frondescence
‘What was I doing all that time? Live your dream! Relaxing.’
Returning steadily, even snails could not compete with this speed
Alarms, flashing lights blinding me
‘Come in the truck now!’
Why, Why, Why! Did I do this? NO!