This morning when I woke up
under the blue world of distant star(s),
as usual, a bit shaken
was cold whole night so far
Couldn't feel it, though,
was in a sweet dream
as usual, far away from cold & real world
just like a star
Was dreaming bout
one of those with me,
around my own world
in this blue sky
Yes, I said it right
was flying too high
Was chasing it blindly
without giving a second thought
Though, it warned me,
imposing few hurdles to cross.
Then hurled & bumped me
too many times
Took it just as a part of game
may be was lost in sweet chimes.
But dreams are dreams
my real world could'nt get them
It took my skin for not getting back
the skin which protected me
from cold,
and gave strength and warmth.
As I'm awake now
star, still distant
staring me quietly
as nothing actually happened
smiling, boy, just a dream!!
And I stand naked,
against cold wind
and rain
with frozen blood flowing(?)
through my vein
Every possible small thing
penetrating me
passing through me now
trying to find their way through me,
leaving me behind
like I dont exist
But, again, thats true
I'm nothing without my skin.
As I'm awake now,
as usual, speechless, shaken, cold.....
I want my world back
I want myself back......
So, give it to me,
not a hopeless hope.....
I need it,
I want my skin BACK.......
