In the junction of my mind ..
thoughts come and go as I unwind ..
Some I let linger a while .. happy thoughts .. trade freely ..
exchange cargo .. enjoy the hospitality .. no restrictions .. no embargo ..
Some just pass through continuing their journey ..
like a thorough train .. speeding on .. miles an hour, many
Some make it a home .. in different forms ..
like the vagrants dawdling .. on the platforms
Like the Hobos on street corners sans aspiration ..
beseeching a morsel of attention ..
Panhandling .. accosting .. soliciting .. begging ..
Treading carefully ... avoiding detention .. incarceration ..
I have so far managed .. to grab them by handle-bars
and keep them hidden away firmly behind bars ..
Once in a while they break free .. evading the security
and jump fences .. I have to move in with alacrity ..
I am wary of these bums ..
They are not satisfied anymore with crumbs ..
They want to take over and rule ..
Making me follow thought from a different school ..
These tramps are from a dark past ...
Whom I thought I would outlast ..
They bring with them Pain and Agony ..
A pair dreaded by many ..
I haven't the courage to face these foes formidable ..
Most of the times, I prefer to hide under the table ..
I am fed up .. wish to do away .. especially with the Pain ..
Agony would perhaps help me blow away my brain ..!!
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
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