MY DEAR EXTREMES..

Somewhere,

I have gone to those extremes 
That I never welcome dreams 
Somehow,
I feel again
Something,
Breaking inside 
I get back to my shell 
My soul,

Scrambles to get my calm 
O' that fleeting calm, 
In those unperturbed moments, 
Moments,
Stuck to the handicap of the frivolity, 
Yes,
Its worth it, 
It leads me back,
To my eternal chaos 
This beauty of chaos, 
To bury me inside, 
Has a beauty of its own, 
To connect me to that fleeting calm 
Taking me 

Far and wide
For a ride, 
To revisit all those extremes, 
To remind me of the foreplay of the dreams
When,
I feel the need, 
To get soaked, 
O my soul,
In those extremes

My dear Extremes.. 

©/IPR: Banaras Calling