In a flight

When you are in a flight,
And soaring towards the sky,
Leaving your world behind,
You journey through the border blind,
See the new world shine,
Feeling it’s beautiful blue and white,
with sky people alike,
Then you notice the world below,
Looking at their small houses, trees & cows,
You wonder how’s their life now,
You notice patches of land, water & roads twirling,
Suddenly, your flight is bending,
Again you pass the white border,
The tiny structures are growing,
And in no time you are in different surroundings.

Dreams

Dreams come,
I am with you,
Everything is normal,
That’s a trick that dreams play too,
As soon as you hand me the cookie,
The picture starts getting blur,
Conscious awakened I feel happy,
Anxious to see you back,
But then starts thinking my head,
I remember your good bye & how it all happened,
Now I am fully awake,
Wishing the dream to begin,
where it had end,
To go back to that normal life once again.

A walkway to dreams