Listen....
what I am telling you,
Might not rhyme,  
But I was so close to it that,
I could listen to my own heartbeat.
But then I forgot about it..
That doesn’t mean I stopped breathing,
I just forgot about the fact that,
I was alive..
I want to go back to the very moment,
To catch up my breath,
And take command of my life..
No,No,No.....
Don’t take it seriously,
Because all that happened in a dream..
And it sgnifies that,
I couldn’t sleep better,
Like I can't rhyme my poem,
I can't calm my turbulence..
But still I fly,
In my sky...