My insane little mind
Grows wings and takes flight,
It's a journey to find
The land where nothings wrong or right...
Reality, is but a blur
Dreams n memories, with each other lie muddled,
A plethora of emotions do stir
As calm and paranoia, lie befuddled...
Nothing seems sane
And opposites are alike,
If it weren't conjured by my brain
As an odd world, would this strike...
An oddity, is it not
That in that world, I find rationality,
For by discerning what we've got
We've been able to live, despite our mortality!
5 comments:
Coffee ka asar wakai badiyah hai.:)
Hehe...well, most didn't understand the poem!
I'm glad you liked it!
high with coffee? u r genius :D
hmm...never really seen anybody writing such poems after having excessive amts of caffeine!! :P
@Hulosona:> Genius? Well, more like someone who can't hold his drink right?
@Ria:> I'm hypersensitive to coffee...it's so bad, all my room-mates have banned me from consuming the concoction! They eventually got tired of me pulling them along for late night excursions around Bandra and Juhu because i'd had one cup too many and was high on caffeine!
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