Flickering fragments of dreams spread through the void...
Coloured shades of emotions, faking a smile...
Rather unsaid than spoken, silent than loud,
Pieces of a jigsaw that never add up to a complete image,
Relentless nudging thoughts, cornered and left alone,
Dreams of the past, of today and of the days to come,
Shining in their own paths, lighting up a day or two,
And then being pushed back to their spots,
Mixing and yet unblended, curves and rigid shapes...
Flickering for attentions, dreams in silent stillness!