The mind .
In unwarranted spaces,
And then is lost in
You try to call it home,it refuses to appear.
Then you forget yourself ,
And accompany it there.
Still wandering ,meandering from here
To there .
Searching for that promising felicity,
Which lets me feel, your presence near .
Caliginous, these thoughts , gloomy, despotic, reigning over me, but…
Sometimes this darkness
Seems much friendly.
Illumination exposes, tremendous faults.
It’s cool and dark, murky and quiet.
It’s good, better than light.
Labyrinthine ,its convoluted ways.
Jolted to reality,
Still , I reach home,
Where the vivid light stays.