Just before the dawn breaks
with the chin held high &
a stride full of pride
he walks towards the sea shore
expecting answers to a lot of his doubts
thinking the waves might,
provide him with them in bouts.
A frown forming on the face
he quickens his pace
The sky starts taking colour
by the time he is there
He spreads his arms at the sea
wondering if it'd take him where,
he can heave a sigh of relief
making stronger his belief,
that the world is incapable
of understanding what he does
That no one thinks as differently as him
and thus the fuss.
He starts walking slowly
from one end of the shore so vast,
allowing his mind to wander
somewhere in the past.
"was i right or was i not?...
or is it just a vague thought?"
engulfing the chirping of the birds
with questions such,
he smiles at the reminiscence
but not too much.
When his feet touch a shell in the clay
he thinks he's already walked a long way
But when he turns to realise
he is somewhere in the middle,
he shakes his head saying-"life's such a riddle"
Just when he starts to walk again
loud rings the alarm for his day to begin.
He wakes up amazed as the dream seemed to be so real
it left him in a daze cuz it was simply surreal.
Walking towards the entrance to open the door
he wished the dream was prolonged,
just a little more...
Sad that he woke up
just when he was close to solving the riddle,
restlessly with the things around
he begins to fiddle.
Telling himself that he is different from all
in the woods where he'd next be in his dream,
he'd let this thought befall.
In this wonderland for sure,
he promises himself that the dream will prolong
for just a little more.