Lucid Dreams



I lay awake. I stay still.
I witness the purple sky whistle past in silence.
The scent of paper flowers and the sound of silence add to the inertness of life around.
I lie inside myself for endless hours.
I run, I fall, I scream, I drown.
I dream, with eyes wide shut of the story where I lay awake.

4 comments:

Maggy 8:39 AM  

Wow...This is superb. You are too good in English too. :-)

Nivedhitha 3:45 AM  

:)
thank u.

arvindh 1:53 PM  

Beautiful picture. Did you use a filter?

Nivedhitha 12:21 AM  

i google searched this one out. its not something i clicked. my works are on the flickr link on my page. do visit them, n leave ur comments. i see u r interested in photography too.

"When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence" - Ansel Adams

In this space you will find images and words. It is upto you to weave 'em together and see what I see.