Thoughts fail me
Rummaging for words in my head
Trying to find things to say
Find a path to tread.
I see the breeze
Carry the secrets of the sky
And I beg it to tell me
So I'd have something to walk me by.
Birds fly across
telling their chirpy tales
have they ever thought of coming down
and talking to people whose thoughts fail?
I close my eyes
try to picture a picture, think a thought
And again I open them
Ungracefully losing the battle I fought.
I look at the trees
swinging by the side
I wish I could hold my heart out
and find the thoughts that just died.
Love, life, me, you
they all seem like things I know
I wanna hear the great stories
about something, someone, glitter, glow.
The heart feels like a blank white sheet
the head, a blank black one.
Every thought stripped in my head
Existence of each coming undone.
Let me just close my eyes
and bring my brain to rest
Maybe today is not my day
Maybe I will not today, pass the test.
1 comments:
Hmm.. quite a thoughtful thoutlessness.. ;).. I waited a long time to load something into that blank image.. :)
Thoughts fail me too.. but the paradox is how to experience an alternative of thoughts? and the thing which is saying above is again a thought?
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