Far from the madding crowd exists another me.
Straying along stretches,
In some abstract lanes,
Eyeless hopes drive me keen.
Dark n soft firmament,
Cluttered with radiance and luminance of stars,
Casting its glow on the grass wet with dew,
Along the sidewalks to a dream distant and far,
From Miles down the pavement,
Diverges a cone of light engulfing all,
With roots enigmatic and deep,
A Few yards before me, it stalls.
While I am drawn curious,
Walking towards the impalpable,
With every reaching step,
The distance to cover doubles,
Provoked I run towards it,
Finding it a mission to explore
Fearless and audacious, I
Analyze less and live more,
But there I am, abruptly stopped
At the realization of a waking dream,
Coming alive from an adventure panorama,
The world is not what it seemed.
This is but a conscience smitten world,
Where I would have dared less, feared more
Assuming it an illusion, a fault of the vision,
Comfortable in my blanket, closing blurred doors…..
Pic credits: http://photographers.ua/
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