Appalled by 
The visions;
Caught by 
 The Stillness of chaos;
Fumbled amidst 
The tangled patterns
Ever so changing
 With a changing knot;
Forced to 
Search the shadow 
In the darkness;
And before a click
Lie the pieces 
All around ;
Dismantled and staggered of
What once had been 
The origin of thoughts.
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I feel that these dismantled and staggered pieces are just the playground of thoughts where the mind artfully pieces them together into ideas, thoughts.
ReplyDeleteNice read.
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete