Dreamer’s Poetry

The path I am walking is getting stranger, Where-ever I look, More the foreignland it seems, Looking at my own image, All i see is a stranger, a wanderer in search of an answer, Answer of the question he have forgotten, For the terminus seems to be obscure, Further I go, further it seems, For the ground that I stand is weirder by every second, Puzzled that I was, more puzzled now I am, For the people whom I thought to be close with for my own, Seems to have change like a lien s   From an unknown land far through the horizon, For the family once I thought to mine, Are getting foreigner by second, For the beauty I once admired, Seems to be naive and childish, The ideology I once possessed, Seems to be so pathetic, Now I have become silent like an empty void, Now I have become a living vacuum All those dreams, All those desires, All the knowledge I had accumulated, Just disappeared. Like a silent nuclear bomb has exploded, Evaporat