A midsummer night's dream

Down the horizon the sun sets-

A crimson tint sets on my azure surface,

Watching birds return to their nests

Ruins my modest try to get some ease.
Crimson changes to Lilac-
A hot dry dusty wind blows down-
Until it is all pitch black
Up above alone on my own.
Over the pastures I seldom hear a voice-

Some stranger who has lost his road,

Mostly the familiar hoots or cries
Often the croaking toad!
The stars shine as a jewel on me-

With the pearly moon at its center piece

Puffy clouds tickling give a sense of spree-

But deep inside me is the melting ice.

Which winter once had left behind.

As the darkness spreads around,
Memories comes up in my mind-
Eyes becoming stale of seeing the same-
Disease, greed, death and pain
Moonlight floods the place. There under the tree he lay-

A young boy murdered For some bitter truths.

A girl coffined under another!

Only mistake did she ever was being beautiful-

Another hanged herself from ceiling
Unable to bear humiliation!

Under the city lights-
I hear another boasting
On how shrewd he had been!
Being able to loot his father's property-
Someone else’s words were about

Rejection avenged by acid.

Blood, liquor, lust and money -
Flows open in the streets all night.
Losing all hopes I close my eyes-

I Wake up, lying on my bed,

I see the sun rise. It is dawn -

I understand it was nothing 
But just a midsummer night's dream!