Chaos

It makes me tired to recall what I had dreamt the previous night. But times have changed, my mind has recently bought a white canvas and a box full of vibrant colours. When my eyes delve into the realms of mind, they find a panorama which is blended with different sequences of incidences, all of them subtly different yet guarding around a definite plot point.

And yes it is chaos.

So here it goes up the ladder,

I am much more resilient to the sun than I was a couple of hours ago, I grew dark scales which seems like a glossy defence system to tackle the reddish giant around the noon. And suddenly, tilling the soil started giving me immense pleasure that even binge-watching Netflix besides a cornucopia of eateries wouldn’t. A swarm of bees sways across my one-hectare farmland which made me confident about nature’s acceptance of my activities.

Adjusting to a farmer’s consciousness doesn’t felt uncanny until I found the northernmost boundary of my delusional farmland. It was besides a seashore. The last row where I had sown seeds after tilling gets submerged by the panting baby waves which have already invaded my property while I was enchanted by my work. These tides are ready to devour me and my property. But, why would I even have given a try to inspect?

I had everything that I love.

She resembles the simplest and purest form of love and wears a white apron full of dirt.

Crystals of sweat drip off her cheeks, it was quite an oxymoronic feel, blissful and painful.

She is way too perceptive of changes in the surroundings.

Hence her feet make a move towards me, her nervousness hinting about something unusual. She is not speaking anything her eyes say it all. We instantly made a decision.

We clasped our hands like it is the end of this world, looking into the eyes of each other we took a swift dash towards the south of the farm. The turbulence inside the incoming stream of waves increased so magnificently that both of us decided to subdue to humility. I was almost ready to sacrifice ourselves. But it seems, she was not. I felt a current in my right hand that was in her control right now. We again took the challenge of rescuing ourselves. Barging near the end of the farm I reminisced a sensation. I was familiar with the watersheds that were now hitting me in a different scenario, felt bad for her because it is now at this instance proved that she was just a mere imagination which was a beautiful manifestation of my mind. I am now wary of the chaos I am into. I am worried about her, not that I cannot save her from the wrath but because of even if we rescue ourselves, she is going to become just another character of a story. I deliberately kept my awareness in one of my pockets and reacted as if this is real and not surreal. As soon as I became aware of the lucid dream, both of us in an insane pursuit of escapade found a huge ancient temple having high walls. At this moment she smiles at me in the most aphrodisiac way ever possible, I am assuming she too would have sunk in the reality of her limited existence. Oh God! I desperately want the sight to pause right away, for I had understood what I aspire while looking for the true soulmate. It seems she wanted me to hand over myself into my real world, couldn’t find from where on earth was immense powers started to endow into her body, she helps me out in lifting myself across the high wall of the temple. It was necessary for me to get there but was also highly greedy at the same time. And whammmm!

I saw a crack or two but the strength of tsunamic tides grew weak in front of my love. I am weeping for her and for my incapabilities that couldn’t even protect a beautiful imagination.

I wish I fall asleep again and enter into the same world and embark upon the remnants of love that I lost few nights ago.