vanished, asleep or in coma

I have looked carefully
pondered over markless stains in vacuum
detected the immortality of time that is not here now
Time that has vanished without a sign left back.

I have searched carefully
ideas in glimpses that never matured into thoughts
lie snoring and roaring at the back of my mind
asleep; asleep as a volcano before it erupts and flows.

I have noted my dream carefully
In a bed of white lies my conscience, comatose.
The whiteness of her eyes contradicting the surrounding dark
saying as if,” I’ll be back before your lamp extinguishes”.