My Strangest Dream

While I look into the world

I see silence,

looks like a voice.

The serenity of mind looks me in the eyes.

I can see your conundrums of lies,

which I never spoke, just sighed.

I just sighed!

An Enigma, they saw which was my humble reply.

Am I not a human, if I can sheer through, a truth in full of lies?

When I thought you, it was an unembellished truth,

which was God's reply.

An essence, of nature, a character full of lies

A lofty voice, which came to my ears; close to my eyes

An Idealist, which I have become looking in the eyes full of cries,

which is truth; mother nature made that lies.

If I cannot search for the truth, should I go back to become a lie?

As I woke up, I asked my truth; which is nothing but full of lies.