The dreamers
The roosters crowed
Like nightingales
The hunter hunts
For the peacocks,
I’m only saying as i saw!
Putting my little ear in my pink purse
With size like that of an elephant
I was able to converse
With those who have eyes
As large as the full moon,
It’s unbelievable, right?
So i thought at first.
I could see them beneath
As i bend to sit in my drum
And my fart was the beat.
I could gaze at the stars
As the lid of my eyes
Was firmly dancing upon my lashes
Stroking my hair with my fingers
The piano obeyed and beckoned the others
To surrender to their commander
Drenched in nature’s drunkenness was the thrill
In a subconscious bewilderment.
I’m only saying as it felt!
Beyond normal; some judged it to be
As the feeling lingered
Rumor went about like a hen
Saying i staggered from the other side beyond perception
Others concluded i’m sleep-walking
In the silent-proof world of beautiful sounds
With sparkling spectrum of colours,
so bright!
They could apply its content to their very existence.
#freeversepoem