By Pratyush Gupta
I was sleepwalking
Where our memories intertwined
I saw you running in the maze, wearing the same red dress
That took my breath away when I first saw you
And made me fall all over again.
I tried to follow you in your maze
To find a little space of mine,
A longing solace in thine arms—
But you left me, like a prisoner in disguise
In a prison you designed.
After all, I am an intruder in someone's dream,
Making it mine.
I was sleepwalking
When our memories intertwined.
I saw you in your room, reading,
Your eyes running through the words
As the pages turned but never stopped at one.
My eyes fixed on you,
Speaking unspoken words
Which came mute as they slipped the tongue.
And you gave me that look
With a smile that pierced through my soul,
Shattering my being, tearing me apart.
And I can trade my life for a thousand deaths
To see that smile again for the very first time.
I was sleepwalking
When our memories intertwined.
I met you in your escape,
Tears running down your face,
Carrying the grief it reminds.
You turned blue—lost and confused,
Trapped yourself in a room where emptiness resides.
Your body afloat in those silent streams,
Carrying you far behind.
I grabbed your hand before I couldn’t,
And brought us again to a place where only one can fly.
I left my soul to the heart it belongs,
And ripped my wings to see you fly.
I was sleepwalking
Before I realized this body isn't mine,
And this dream isn't mine.
It belongs to the soul it ignites
And cries for the soul it aches,
'Cause it no longer is mine.
And I am no longer trapped in a maze that isn't mine—
And before I could realize it was all a dream,
I hear her calling my name.