Thursday, February 28, 2008

mind

Mind could work hard in whatever it has to decide
It could take turns, deviations, fly, swim and what not
It is like a rainbow, which has all the colors
But not seen that easily

When we are alone, we start digging ourselves
We tend to get confused, irritated, & frustrated
We cannot accept any compromise
We cannot clean the roads we are taking

I see the long lanes ahead of me
But the destination is not yet found
The greenery around me says
U r on the right track

The flowers, between the shrubs
Trying to talk to me, comfort me
Trying to create a zone of love, care & understanding
Trying to shower their beliefs all around me

The thorns trying to pull me towards it
Trying to show that its all worse ahead
Trying to poke me with hatred
It’s theirs and my end

Still I want to cross those lanes
Still I want to go ahead
Accepting all truths
Accepting my mind