Nobody's home

Nobody’s Home,

I am all alone,

Lost in my own thoughts,

Out of the world so hot.

I am sitting on the floor,

And staring at the door,

Waiting for the bell to ring,

And the euphoria that it would bring.

I am day dreaming,

And in my mind, I m beaming,

Seeing the beautiful bud,

Which is ready to open up.

And the clouds above,

The sky that is looking so rough,

The sun that has been swallowed up by them,

And the moon that is laughing on its hap.

The stars that are moving around,

And the glow which is in abound,

The day is slowly nearing the dusk,

I m waiting for the night but.

Now I m in a beautiful lush garden,

And I feel bereft of the entire burden,

The butterflies fly by,

And I give, catching them up, a futile try.

I m smitten by the greenery,

Thinking about trying to write a new story,

I have no qualms for myself,

The air is full of a pristine fragrance.

Now I am visualizing something jolly different,

I m striding on the path to heaven,

Walking over the steps of clouds,

With heavy big footsteps so proud.

But what am I seeing now?

I am not able to find the end anyhow,

I m just going on and on and on,

In the dampness of my heart, starting to feel down.

A winged-maiden in dressed in white,

She stops me and asks in a way so polite,

“Where in this mighty world are you from?”

She stares me in an everlasting form.

I have got nothing to answer, but I say,

“My dear fellow being, I live in my own world”, and I pray,

To her; she helps me to tread the correct path,

And then I realize I had been dreaming in the park.

I am suddenly shaken, I don’t know why,

And I am not able to fathom what happened all this while,

I hear the doorbell ring, my face becomes green,

I come to my senses and get to know it was only a mere dream.

This is what happens to me often,

When I am by my own at my home,

Or when I am haunted by my imagination,

But I like to reach this destination….