My thoughts I request you
To please stop coming and going
It is hard to focus in
Constant state of knowing and not knowing
One second I am here and
At other I am in a palace
how is that at the same time
my heart is full of love and malice
Distractions just keep on coming
Like waves, one after another
One second I am happy to get away
And at other I miss my mother
I just want a single stream of thought
One day and everyday after
I want to feel just one
Whether it's sorrow or it's laughter
All goals seem smaller when
Compared to the goal of being sane
You just have observe around you
There is nothing more complex than plain
:Ishant
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