By Kshitij Kapoor
Forming a foam,
Taking a bath,
Do you use Chrome?
Firefox asked.
Chaotic weird thoughts,
Random imageries in one,
Once dressed in formal,
Other times with a gun.
Not making sense?
That is the beauty!
Creating a suspense,
Brain's prime duty.
Still under shower,
Wondering what's next,
Wait, did i cross an hour?
By just wondering what's next?
Waking up,
With a little scream,
All wet, with only sweat,
Was it a dream?
By Kshitij Kapoor
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