Love in the Days of Dream and Drama
The way we converse,
and we treat each other through our words might be a great play one day,
the conversations can be restored as a piece of literature,
may be with this a new genre will get its inception,
people will remember us days after days,
hundred years, and thousand years!
Isn't it like a dream and drama?
A dream that never ends,
and a drama that plays for eternity.
Have we ever doubted our existences?
Sometimes it feels like everything goes back,
and we were never here,
never like this!
We never met,
but we will be having the imaginary feel of a soft touch in a midnight,
when the rain splashes our feet,
or the wild one in a full moon that never goes down!
That's the essence of love,
an unconditional one,
a rare one indeed.
And our emotions will be strangled by a string which will be called by the name of love,
love for eternity,
love in the days of dream and drama!
The feel is like nature has written our story by the burning rays of scorching sun on some dried papyruses,
and through the holes we can see the world of ourselves,
and the breeze that passes through does sound like two voices from the emptiness,
our voices, and us!
Do we really exist,
or it is just a schizophrenic imagination of two lonely souls?
Can we feel,
can we touch, can we go for a walk,
a walk for life,
a walk for eternal sunshine of the spotless mind?
If the reality feels so fearful,
let us be like what we are now,
let us be there where nature takes us,
let us be, let us be...
