Parallels

Parallels are enjoyable
Only in the poems
They don’t appeal much to a
Much-tired soul

In the early morning mist…
Looking for patterns in semi-dark sky
Silhouettes added trouble
To the already webbed mind

Life seemed almost there
Too close…
Single-tracked in attempt
To reach for the parallelly-rising sun -
Backlighting the fast-paced silhouettes

Funny! Wasn’t running after the destination
But side by side…
What did I expect?!
The train came to a halt
At Churchgate

Rebound…
A backward journey chalked…
Peel by peel
Dreams –existing in a parallel world - disabled