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Babul Akhtar

Abstract Drama


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Babul Akhtar

Abstract Drama


Fantasy

Fantasy

2 mins 320 2 mins 320

The plain grass I use' to gaze upon is no more there to stare

Filling up in dark brisk dewdrops, I knew, I won't be straight

As I fell down on the mazy turf, slippery windy blow

I knew I had no choice again, hence just sailed with the flow


Can't steer, Can't clear, nor can I just make my mind straight 

I fell in some whirl mix of snow, now I'm searching my green plain


Can you tell me? Why there's so much rain without any clouds or foam? 

I saw my shadow with this nauseous pain, fireflies please guide me home

Can you tell me? Why all of this at this little point in time? 

The island I see is coming near, is it a faint hope of mine?


The shore, so nice, so bright and vibe, met me with a hug so tight

I thought it was the place that I've been searching for all my life

The rosemary sunglass with a blunt-sharp tip was the first thing that I found 

Didn't know the red flags would disappear, it would make me so unsound


Roared in, roamed out, swinging by around those glossy leaves of jinx 

It was as if the smell of dune sand was smelt itself by the sphinx 


Can you tell me? 

Have I ever been so close to the bright shiny moon?

I think the tunnel with afar lucid light just might lead me home

Now tell me, 

I walked up on to the windy beach uptown

I saw the queen up there with a nasty- frosty crown


Sun shades, clouds burst, I knew I was hoping for a miracle 

But in the distant thought of mine, I knew it was trouble

The queen smiled, I laughed, it began to click all at once 

I was hit once again this time by the light- green waves of trance


Can you tell me, was all of it a daydream fantasy?

The light I have chasing all along is just a mere Oasis.


So tell me, was all of it a daydream fantasy?

The light I thought would guide me home is just a mere Oasis.

 



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