Blue sheets
Blue walls
Blue shapes
Blue colour spreads all around
Slowly the eyelids get heavy
A tunnel
Light far away
I flow towards the light
My body watches me
Cold, lifeless…
Strange fingers crawl over me
Equal parts life and death
Can’t remember anything
But can’t forget too
And like the thin line separating
Remembrance and forgetting
Life is found
Yet again

We keep coming back
From a death sleep
For a death sleep..



*Rashmi bhardawaj*


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