Confuzion

So many thoughts running concurrently
One entangled in other
So many thought planes
intersecting each other
So many mirrors
reflecting on each other.
Family, friends, girlfriends
Office colleagues, beggars
Celebrities, Stars, Models
All overlappng on one another.
Forests, Oceans, Deserts
Making a biosphere.
Then and there.
Trying to pick different strings
I get confused

Sand Castle

The dark little kid
Says nothing but looks
at me in awe.
I come close
to the tattered barefoot boy
And offer him some pop corn.
He smiles back
But refuses to accept
My favour
And busies himself back
to making the sand castle
That he had been working on
for quite some time.
I look at him in awe
not daring to disturb him again
from building his dream.
Forget about me...
Even the Ocean stops
just short of him
when the boy stares
at the ocean
with his dark dreamy eyes.