Is all that we see or seem
A dream within a dream?
Is the description of man
That of a resident from a fantasy land,
Asleep being the only time we are awake,
Sins being the only doings we take
In moments of our last breath,
Do grains of sand respond to tears that are shed,
And not the ‘stars’, as we claim,
Are the adjectives for rise to fame
Maybe the stars sit under human-ny nights
And we lead them in the dark with our light.
And maybe, just like alternate worlds,
Two dreams often collide
Making it an infinite loop of a dream within a dream within a dream…ride.
Is all that you try to remember
Happened to you in a deep slumber?
No trip to the moon, no battles fought,
Memories are a disease that humans caught
What if facts are a hoax, plugged into our mind
What if the world is more colourful to the blind
UFOs are evolved frisbees,
There’s a living room on the other side of our screens
Maybe the sixth sense is our only sense
The only time you live is during an out of the body experience.
Deja Vu is a dream stuck in our head like a song,
Or a nightmare, that stayed over for far too long.
What if reality is a myth?
And what if the real truth does not exist?
Yet, there are some realities too.
One, triangles are the biggest lie since lies are the only truth
Pyramids of Giza, The one in Bermuda might be portals out of this dream,
Three corners of hell,heaven and the unknown joined by a thin beam.
The fantasy land has abundance of white hearts and duct tape
Because devoid of blood, the heart is white in essence
Just like this dream within a dream,
Absurd, yet existent.
And when these hearts break like china dolls,
They mend it with the duct tape rolls.
When these dreams intersect their paths travelling to other fantasy lands,
Moments of realisation are in your hands,
When your past becomes a haze,
And future is a foreseen maze,
And present is the only time left to question,
What are you here for?
Is it just a dream, or something more?
When your dreamer wakes,
You will still have miles to go and aeons to live,
Before he finds out that he is an insinuation of another dream.