the door, On road, for a change,
Letting those raindrops falling on me.
Feels like I am free from my broken days.
And I feel dancing like, no one watching.
Going too far is like high expectations,
I clear my eyes, coming in reality, and i saw people’s mentality.
I saw those eyes are getting inside my wet clothes as if I am here to expose.
I felt covering myself with wet soil,
I felt running and hide inside,through the same door, which let me came outside.
Then I realise, If running away is only a option,Then I must take an action.
What happened next is an imagination,
I took those eyes along with me inside,
remember only eyes.
P.S – An imagination, which will surely become a reality, if you didn’t stopped your eyes entering a women’s dress.