Life in A Flurry

Streaks of stains on the window
Barring the sunbeam sauntering in
One more day goes in oblivion
Being in slumber
Waiting for a dawn
Divorced from the truth
It’s reaching the dusk again
Sleep and it’s nightmare
Their overlapping playful yogic sport
Dream in its infancy
Not yet catapulted
To the crest of realisation
Th cumbersome body of mistakes
And their ill-conceived corrective measures
Unlearning and learning
A flurry life hangs in
©jeyforyou

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