A confusing dream,
As it is obviously a dream.
The awareness is funny.
As everything seems so real.

Surrounded by the silence,
It is white
But it is black.
Fearlessly wondering
upon the stillness of
of an empty space.

Funnily aware of the moment,
insist on framing the moment
intensely deconstructing
the meaning of everything.

Fortnight- strikes the scary facts,
the ignorance,
the pretense,
the annoyance,
of the closely shut mind.

The realization,
Painfully touches the mind.
That we are living
like there is always tomorrow.