Blindsighted Poem by Avik Datta Gupta

Blind sighted.. we walk a hedonistic treadmill
Few hypnogogic jerks..
Brings us from a doze to reality
Futuristic deja vus..seemingly appear
At the tip of our tongues..
Mentally deceived by our own mind
All we need is a big hit
At the memory recall tab
Somewhere in future..
Revisit all the Great Expectations
Deeply embedded in dreams
That overflows our sleep
Like melting clocks..dripping with time
Like a turgid sponge like clouds.
As the liveries of Heavens change
From another day or a night
The mystic miracle continues..
We live another day older
As a part of our lives change
Past memories flash by like lightning
For just that little momentous while
To disappear for another bunch of clouds
Blind sighting time along with us..