Floundering through the clouds of emotions
My worlds, my hopes, my cravings
Emotions, myriad as myths
Breathing life in to my thoughts, or
Turning them into a turmoil,
Myriad as myths, uncountable, unflinching, flowing- thoughts
Storming through the constant of breath
To the upheaval of a gasp, the fury of a storm, unruliness of chaos
In the stillness of loss, in the silence of melancholy, in the emptiness of pain,
Thoughts, lost across times, wandering across ages, travelling through tenses,
Dwindling around possibilities, circling around irrationality
From a universe parallel to sanity,
Her thoughts…
Myriad as myths, from absurdities to realities
From fiction to dreams, emotions to numbness, thoughts
Of starry nights, of lighted eyes
Of flowing winds and untainted laughs
Unadulterated, pure, knowing it all, yet naïve
Of cold winds and high noon
Serene Fields and desperate waves
Eventful as life, her myriad moods
Sweet joy to unflinching anger
Pleasant rain to morbid clouds
Poignant notes to violating nodes
Her myriad moods…
The infectious joy, the unmistakable glare
The alluring glints of that stare
Life of their own they live
The two of them, expressive, emotive, enlightened, dancing, disarming,
and windows to limitless thoughts…
Myriad as myth, Her thoughts…
Dissolved in mischief, the lingering melody
Of her voice, of the laugh, of her being
Rhythm of footsteps, the beats in the walk
Sonorous sound of hers, Drawing me, owning me,
Myriad thoughts, Her thoughts, thoughts of Her
Shaping me, guiding me,
A lost cause or a symphony of contrasts
My guiding light or blinding sparks
Tunnel end’s light or an endless pursuit
Myriad as myths
Her thoughts, Thoughts of Her
awesome woven emotions & Choice of words….beautifully written…