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It was a narrow alley The little green grass Caught between the tiles On the ground Seemed like it was all Older than time A tunnel like feeling While running through Stored in me Pockets of vacuums That would explode Regularly episode-wise Later on I woke up From that dream About three decades ago It was perhaps a junction of all dreams That I had in the past Or I would have in the future My waking up- a cocoon I go through that dream Sometimes while awake Those pockets of vacuum explode Time and again And reminds me That the little green grass The tiles and the alleys All the space within and beyond time Is constantly being released As a vacuum In the pocket that I am
Posted on: Sat, 03 Jan 2015 13:58:46 +0000

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