Has the cosmic dance of Hindu gods

Dreaming the universe

Been replaced?

Who is dreaming ours now?

We are…

A phantasm eagerly entered every morning

(After awakening from our dreaming night)

Through blinding portals of square desktops

Hand-held phones

10-inch tablets

Instantly transformed to an illusory world

Peopled with strangers

Who sometimes appear more real

Than our real family and friends

Soulless relationships

Because the eyes are the window to the soul

Yet we have no eye contact

While we communicate

Through our clicking keyboards

Blindly trusting to what we want

Reality to be

Through force of will.

© 2014 ViataMaja, Poetic Alchemy


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