Imagine

Imagine a place where people thought out loud,
about love, the doubts of life or killing a wife.
Imagine if thoughts on the same wave-length collided…
and… your thought and her thought met and conversated about each other.

Imagine her thoughts undressing to show you what's on her mind.
Imagine… if u could look in2 his eyes and realise the truth that lies behind
the façade of manhood,
the truth blanketed in uncertainty,
finding serenity in the fear of approaching… YOU.

Imagine a place where the poet could hear the screams echoing from your pained, frail soul,
where winks were silent "hello's"
and mental kisses were never goodbyes.
Would u stand in the midst of all these thoughts and dare to say… I… love… you?
Now find that place.
Where ur minds can brush against each other,
even if it's as strangers in a bus,
but as your minds touch,
with all that's within you…
whisper,"if ur mind can hear me, tell it to let me in,
for my thoughts are cold outside without you."
Now… take my hand and… jus imagine…