There are galaxies in my head
And black holes too.
There are sparks flying allover
And water sprays too.
My thoughts are lost in between
The walls of certainties and doubts.
There’s a labyrinth in my head
My thoughts can’t find the way out.
I thought I knew what I was thinking,
Seems my thoughts were drunk,
They'd get up and walk a few steps,
Before they'd just pass out.
My thoughts are lost in between
The walls of certainties and doubts.
There’s a labyrinth in my head
My thoughts can’t find the way out.
My train of thought derails,
and drifts away again.
So I'll have to live with
whatever's stuck inside my brain.
My train of thought derails,
and drifts away again.
So I'll have to live with
whatever's stuck inside my brain.
My thoughts are lost in between
The walls of certainties and doubts.
There’s a labyrinth in my head
My thoughts can’t find the way out.
2 comments:
Beautifully written and I liked the idea. I too wrote on similar lines once back in time. Have a look at it.
http://rishabh-rai.blogspot.in/2013/02/a-poetree.html
Are there wormholes, Gargantuas, anomalies, spacetime singularities too in your head? Then you need a morse code, some gravity and louuve to get it out of your head. Or may be, try a different hairstyle.
Wannabe-nerdy jokes aside, very well composed. As you mentioned, it's always a tussle of duality in our head. Despair and hope; certainties and doubt; good and evil. Duality is the core of creation and every other illusion - "thoughts" included. What do mortals do when even the tiniest part of the creation is both a particle and a wave!
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