GRAVE OF THOUGHTS
I think and think
Thoughts come and go
They don’t take any form
I try to catch them with meaning but in vain
For they shoot up and dissolve
Into the vast engulfing nothingness.
Thoughts inside me
Keep striving to come out of me
Hurting my heart and boggling my mind
Fall flat dashing against my insensitivity
That chained the hand of my feelings
And the rising tides of thoughts lose their existence.
BHASKARANAND JHA BHASKAR
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