Hazy Mist

                                                Hazy Mist

Why reality feels like hazy mist to me,
I am sure this world, this life is dream too !
When I am dreaming, it feels like real to me
And sometime  real feels like dream to me!
Once I used to be most lovable kid,
whatever I wished come true,
But it changed as I grew up, like warmth on ice!
Once,  I entered into youth, like a butterfly
who just focused on beautiful sweet flowers,
But it lost like a fragrance in a windy air, as if it was never there !
Once,  you loved me, like never lasting cool breeze of summer,
I must have dreamt as it changed like weather !
Today, I have entered into new phase of life, the motherhood,
It gives me all worldly joy, I know it is a sweet reality of my life,
But, life is not real, it will also be a part of dream,
Until my life(dream) ends,
and hazy mist will be all cleared !

Nandini