Dreams Surreal becomes Real
Walking amidst the corn fields her eyes gazing at the sky mind harbouring the same thoughts like a cliche her heart seemed like a frost hard enough to breathe collocation and callous that surrendered like a shield stifled for life she had always dreamt off now she sees gravity everywhere things in her hand but every thing falling down, uncontrollably vainly grappling over everything toppled over Eyes of she gandered on to the horizon thougths that weighed huge those agonizing thoughts sullenly and suddenly rationalised to her new life those long distances that she walked all the while aimlessly and tiredly gave her a new way a path of greenery emerged before her that laid like a green carpet with springs and blossoms and with the colourful butterflies a world full of hue and paint looked like the world she imagined it all looked so surreal but it is real like the words she remembered of poetry when she was small "when winter comes can spr...