Enigma

I am not reality

I am just a thought

A feeling in which you get drowned

I am not a body of flesh

Nor do blood flows in my vein

I am just a bad dream....

Or a reverie may be.

Each second a new emotion

Each minute a new melody

Each hour a new disease

Each day I am a season

Each night I am new shade of darkness.

Or a strike of light that falls on your skin for a while

Neither you walk away nor can you catch it and keep it

But it changes everything you perceive.

A twist in the reality

A spectrum of unworldly parallel energy like light

I am a tune of many flutes

Neither of which has a hole in it

Nor they have a structure

Play for a second and then it's gone forever.

I am the silence and the randomness

I am the sleep in which you dream me

I am the dream in which you sleep.

I am a sea of dreams

Sail in me and each day you get a wave of one new

In your palms I remain until you open it I am nowhere to be found

If you turn back the caress of the wind near your ears makes you look back

If you look back like the wind I vanish

Who am I

Neither you know

Nor do I .

Between all truths and lies

Between all dreams and waking up

Between all the gushing hot blood and coldness of the dead flesh

Between all stoicness and ecstacy

Bwtween the fresh air and suffocation

You meet me

Just to find yourself