polar dimension

Sunday, July 16, 2017

The flashes of lights??? What are these I see?
Are they just my imagination, a walking dream???
Or are these bad omens??? Well thats what they seem
the claims of a depraved mind
and the red alert that comes with time.
In the darkest hour of the night
I want to give up without some fight.
Though to you I seem all right
I have covered all the marks of bite.
Bitten and beaten down
I try to project an act of clown.
All you will see is a bit of frown
Even when I am about to drown.
So do not try to condemn me
Or say you know all my past deeds.
I am an open book with an unrecognizable script.
I live in that dimension which you can't relate with.