Devil's romance

I was sure in hell, running hysterically trying to find an exit that did not exist. Gradually things started to slow down like they show in movies as in slow-motions. And there were you, of-course. Moving towards me with a wicked smile, making my heart beat rapidly. I hid myself to the place where I knew you would find me, just to reason away later that I tried all possible ways to escape. With such a ease I let you find me, and one look was all it took to erode my rationality. Eyes lurking sparks, you're a Devil from the hell, bewitched me with love spell.

PS Weird dream eh? 

Fireflies

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I hope you wouldn’t mind

If I steal images of you

Put them to illume a place

And call it my shrine

Like those fireflies

In dead and dreary night who shine

I know you’re not mine

And would never be in physical world

But, dreams cannot be confined

Dream or nightmare

I really hate dreams, why do I dream when the reality would be as cruel as ever? Why that perfect paradise exists in dream when it’s going to be hell indeed?  That virtual happiness I feel while dream seems most real, what happens when reality takes its turn? Don’t you feel like, damn!  It was only a dream. This reality is real nightmare. Pleasant dreams are to be blamed for making life so unfair.

On the contrary, nightmares I like. They make me realise how worst things can go. When my sleep is broken out of nightmare, how thankful I feel. Sigh! It was just a dream, and wow it’s not going to be real. Thanks heaven, reality is so beautiful. Suddenly a bad dream changes the whole perception of my world. 

But, hey can’t I be left with just what is real? Do I really need a reminder of how awfully worst and how beautifully best life can be? While the reality is going to play safe forever.  Always threatening for worst and always giving false hopes for best. Couldn’t life be as humble?