in the midnight hours <br />my soul abruptly taps <br />me on my cheek <br />into wakefulness <br />all around me <br />faint shadows of <br />increasing complexities <br />and absurdities grow <br />larger than life and <br />present a shadow play <br />on the surrounding blank walls <br /> <br />i let my mind footloose <br />how many flyovers <br />to ease the congestion! <br /> <br />my feet inadvertantly <br />lead me into the southwest balcony <br />from where i see <br />the stars losing their shine <br />the moon fast waning <br />an occasional light <br />dotting the vacant inky highway <br /> <br />and the landscape freezes <br />into a surreal silhouette <br /> <br />06sep2009 <br />01.20hrs<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-surreal-moment/
