Bars of time

These days, 

I am awake with sleepy thoughts,

Thoughts about black, white and green

Now and then,

I see shadows dancing around me,

I remain confused,

Confined behind the bars of time,

If, I am still,

Dreaming or awake..

Why am I Smiling?

Dreaming big and strange,

surfing the wave of thought,

standing tall beneath the clouds of certainty,

unclear of present,

uncertain of my own reality,

looking for a sign of existence,

hoping for the truth to be revealed, 

shadows of darkness stands besides me in an elevator of time, 

covering the distance of believe, 

reaching the illusion of happiness,

satisfying my lust to masquerade again.