And I sleep for the hunger of you, Psychedelia

    06-Sep-2020
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Pravin Thongam
Dreams are
No longer dreams
But schizophrenic nightmares
In a psychedelic sleep.
My Psychedelic glasses
Vision of tomorrow past
Resplendent spirit.
In my eyes,
Fruit loops emerge from a neon Psychedelic sea of crumbly waves
In the midst of
This crucial situation
When everyone seems restless!
And I sleep for the hunger of You, Psychedelia.