BUBBLES..contd

moments are there
too often
i feel
as if fly off
to a direction
unknown to
my interior psyche

it helps to say
i decipher
far less
as i try
instinctively
may be
too hard

From my work place window
i see you

may this flight

you may be occupying
a comfortable seat
as it lands

you're to be
pre-occupied
with crunching
ground realities

but i hardly recognise
the grounds

too often
another landing flight

my heart
it sees you
shuffling your hair
may be
it's destined
for an unknown
confront

next flight
it may bring you
live

near to my heart

source inspire: neha c'.s space, shipra vashisht

before i clicked my mouse to publish the post

my brain
it tossed me out

it says

damn crazy guy
i tell you
the contrary ought to happen