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Tarang Garlapally

Drama

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Tarang Garlapally

Drama

Lucid Trap

Lucid Trap

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After all the mess, the day's great pains,

I was on my way to lay, lie on cloud nine.

Just to go deep in, into the realms of my dreams,

Lying on my bed, I gently closed my tired eyes.


A few breaths away was my fairy great realm,

The world which knew my conscience, in fact, a lucid dream.

Completely conscious, were my heart and mind,

Ruling my own kingdom, I spent all my nights.


But it trapped me this time, I couldn't get back,

Back to my own land, which needs my payback.

And then I was there, fighting my crazy thoughts,

Thoughts which make me dumb, even blind in seconds.


My mind, it called a python, hissing towards me,

My heart summoned an angel, who stood behind me.

Everyone came alive, the Bigfoot and even Ironman,

As I created this strange world, running on my commands.


I stood crying there, in a very strange world,

Unable to jump back, to live my life's folds.

With my thoughts offending me, making my heart cold,

I figured out my path, which was to die in my dream.


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