There was a fear to die,
There was a fear to live,
In between was a dream,
Of a journey,
moon was moving,
with me,
so i was not alone on the road,
his promises,
were not fruitless,
There was no way to return,
i don't know,
where did i reach,
may be it was his place,
or it was just a dream,
or it was a diffused delirium,
i am infused in this,
uncertainty,
Of dreamed journey.
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...uncertainity of dreamed journey....; very nice expressions, dear.... i think in this world everything is temporal n uncertain, unpredictable...enjoyed your poem...