So much to tell,
But so little told!
The winds of thoughts,
Don’t find the doors of speech!
They play tantrum,
In the cage of the mind,
Billowing and seething,
Unable to rest!
Deep engraved memories,
The unpleasant far out weighing others,
Refuse to be erased,
Even though pretending to be dead!
What stops this tsunami?
The upbringing, the love, the honour, the self respect, the cringe?
A little of all,
But an abundance of facade!
Amidst this chaos,
Life still moves on,
Finding it’s path, picking up the threads!
Even though it knows,
Nothing shall remain the same, ever again!
The Inner being !!! 