I see my mind—oh what a sight! As an endless room, and yet
so bound.
Thoughts scattered like furniture thus thrown
Millions of fragments glistening against the back-ground
A room without a door and hence my mind secure,
I go further within, trying to unravel
A conscious reminder, that my thoughts remain tenure
It seems so natural, like walking in a park
And yet my mind seeps, deeper and deeper into the dark
It seems though, as unhealthy as it may that I could have
found a darker shade of (my) grey
As I venture forth, I visit my past
But beautifully so, it holds no black cast!
The happiness surrounds, holding me firm
The exuberance of it all, caressing my face shocked
It is then that I conceive the reason for it all,
The darkness that had once become my fall
The blazing pride, which stung my tongue red
The anger in my eyes, which made hearts drop like lead
The intimidating glare, the snappy words
All seemed from another universe!
As I had marveled at the sight of my mind,
I realized the reason for the bind
As a better person
With a better perspective
My mind, quite the nook!
Has given me an insight which is still oddly irksome
But I still do believe, my mind Oh what a sight!
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