My Dream

Two steps ahead that’s all I can look;
More I think about the next,
May I feel like it’s not for the best.
Nothing is visible beyond that;
No matter how hard I try to catch,
I know, so easily I can never snatch.
What is that thing?
without shape, without any matter;
More I try to focus, it just gets scatter.
Heart of mine enjoys its bath,
Daily asking my mind that,
Is this really the right path?
What is this, that’s all I ask?
Dream of darkness or,
Darkness of my dream!?


Tejas Ghetia

Tejas Ghetia is a doctor by trade and a writer by heart. An introvert atheist. Having virtues of silence and observance. Enjoying each day with his full consciousness. Befriended with books and movies.Liberating himself with his adventures of literary and philosophical type! Captivated by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Osho, Kahlil Gibran, Richard Dawkins, Kafka, JKR etc.

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