Happy to be...

I walked the terrace in a trance like state,
What was keeping me walking I wonder...
Did I see the airplanes, blinking green, red and yellow
Or, were they the stars...
Whose voice it was that kept calling me to itself,
Whose voice took me to the world of lakes...
Did my heart miss a beat, when I was told about a dream girl, white in flesh and skin?
Did I turn green with envy, when I heard of other enchantress residing in the heart of my god?
Why did I wish the night to last forever....
Why did I yearn to turn it into an imperishable memory..something that keeps feeding itself every moment I think about it..
Did I walk to the bed or the bed came to me in sleep?
Is this the figment of my imagination or I am only recollecting what really happened?
Incredibility of it all blurs the lines between reality and fiction...
Oh!! let it be....
Happy to be in my dream world...
Happy to take airplanes for stars...
Happy to be called by the voice to itself....
Happy to be.....happy!!