The Amazing Abstract

Disposable dreams...recycled...
Clocks on our minds....denied...
Who is it for?
What to deny, what to look for?

Life on the highway, love on the backseat...
Cream on the top, cake in between...
Can anybody Stop?
Can anybody Sleep?

And you fly through the amazing abstract
And you loose your mind in technicolor...
Inside your brain, the silence attacks
You find yourself drenched in Blue...

The Vision.... crippled....
Weaker by every moment...
Should I loose myself in you?
Should you try and let me in?

We're running through the fields...
Screaming on roller coaster rides...
Who would like to Stop?
Who'd like to Sleep?

And We run away to the horizon and loose ourselves...
And then we jump deeper down till the ends...
And we open our eyes in a hurry
You are still blue but I'm so Red...again..


Image Courtesy : Curtain Hall : Abstract Photography