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