my mind wanders off sometimes..
into the clear black starry sky..
and that is when i tend to think..
think, like the topmost layer..
of icy cool water on a teaspoon's brink..
drink with dreams,
wink at illusions,
think up reality,
blink at transition..
the stars,the lovely shimmering white stars..
they blink at me in morse code..
i always wonder what they try to say..
mysteries, fantasies,legends or a simple 'hey'?..
the pipers up there..
whether you like it or not..
sway to his symphonies we do..
whether u realize it or not..
the black blanket of the sky engulfs everything..
i like to watch and then breathe it..
the sleep , the dreams , the illusions , the reality..
and then an amalgam of them all..
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