Two nameless, restless black spots,
Covering my white cotton clouds-
Sun kissed window glasses and
some pieces of my favorite blue sky.
Crystal clear raindrops try their best,
but even they are unable to stop
those two uneven spots from floating.
Eyelids walk miles after miles
It's roads are long and it's all dry throats-
So they get tired,feet get breathless.
into a dark room they go!
Then waves of sleep comes home,
from a distant heavenly fountain.
Cornices of my eyes
find its lost comfort;
Gets flooded heavily while sunrise!
I try to erase those blackish touches
but my fingers never see them fly.
They run freely without any restrictions,
All over my colored walls and green fields-
Sometimes they are just two lines,
Stretching it's branches in the lonely
sandbank of my two irises;
Sometimes it's all shapeless expressions!
Abstract black and white-
annoying innovation,
with no specific definition.
Shattered rhinestone powders-
Unknown mischievous flowers!

From morning to the alleyways of night;
They follow my every footsteps,
They grow bigger to cover my sights!
Drilling holes on my patient depths.
Whenever I try to look at the eternity,
I find those two muddy spots dancing.

© Subhajit