Sunday, 30 November 2014


Beneath the starry sky,
behind the closed eyes.
Dreams is what we see,
as we fall asleep.
In the silence of the night,
our mind flies like a kite.
We enter in a realm so peculiar,
anything can just appear.
Even when we asleep,
our dreams don't sleep.
In dreams we own the world it seems
so why can't we just live in dreams.

                                         - Avinash

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