Alive in a parallel world of insanity,
an obscured mystical land of uncertainty.
Fairies , monsters spirits  my neighbours
living in harmony  in this slumberland .

I perceive them strolling around ,
gazing straight into my weary eyes.
Inviting me to visit the forbidden
land,with their wide glowing ogle .

Hearing fairies voices in my  alcove,
simultaneously monsters ordering ,
me to pick up the knife to kill myself,
or scaring me in my  deep siesta .

Confused in this maze,unable to
 move my body ,here i stand like
a wax statue ,unclad ,speaking a word
salad , comprehensible to no earthlings.

Still relishing the sweet brine on my tongue,
Engrossed in the fragrance of a wild floret
Paranoid about the existence of you and they,
withdrawn deep into  a delusional phase .

Submerged in my ocean of thoughts,brain
inducing ,millions of vivid wild apprehensions.
Unable to cope this dysphoria in clumsiness,
brawling for a porthole to escape this asphyxiation.



About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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4 Responses to "PARALLEL WORLD"

  1. Tito Dutta says:

    That is a fantastic poem. I would appreciate if you slightly change color, fonts of your blog posts, so that it becomes easier to read.


  2. Piusha Singh says:

    Thnxxx for the lovely support,I would try my level best.


  3. Beautiful thoughts 🙂


  4. Piusha Singh says:

    Thnxxx Viditi for your kind remarks..


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