Moving away from the city.....
An unknown phenomena.......
Silently engulfs my entity......
I lose myself in solitude....

 The deep forest of memories....
Throws a dark blanket on me....
The mystery deepens.....
The rocks split in two.....
I manage to catch.......

 A fading vision of heaven....
Of the promised land of joy......
I keep on climbing.....
The hills that cross my path........
In quest of the unreachable.....

 It lures me deeper and deeper.....
The vision becomes clearer....
I can see the lake of mystic.....
the shadows of forest....
The hills, and the flicker of lights...

 I try to dive for the moon......
Which reflects in the lake.....
But the cloud of destiny......
suddenly covers it up.....
The darkness rules again.....
The mystery deepens farther......

 Another vision floats.....
Or is it a sweet reality.....
The city of joy casts.....
Its shadow in the lake again......
I wave to the people.....
trying to catch attention....

 But they just ignore me ......
These impassionate faces.....
No feelings , no emotions.....
Heartless....
harsh, cruel......
Full of fallacy ....

 I thought I belonged......
And roamed here in the night....
But affection and priorities.....
Of the people of this dreamland....
Change  like colours of a Chameleon....

 I am a forlorn figure......
Dieing a virtual death.....
Another shadow added.....
In the milling crowd of the names....

 Forgotten....
Broken.....
Shattered......
Tired......
Lost in the wilderness......
Trying to find a friend......

~Shashwat~

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