The Thid Level Poem by Tribhuvan Mendiratta

The Thid Level



Let me stand still
Amidst solidity and void
Lest I disintegrate
Wishing for oneness.
A black tunnel
Breathes a breath I can feel
Providing answers to
All the question ever put forth
I can see
As I feel warmth of breath
I Can't question
My reality
Hey, Don't attempt this third level
Leave it as my reality!

The Thid Level
Monday, April 20, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dream
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