Wandering Mind

Wandering Mind

Baffled by my own thoughts
Confused by myriad of plots
I can't fathom infinite depths
Of my own mind and its jests

I am lost in thought deep down
No idea of situation of my own
Suddenly I start up from sleep
As if startled by a loud beep

Another moment, it wanders afar
Deepest corners are thrown ajar
No laws of science work here
In no times, it spans infinite sphere

While I am pondering on my plight
My mind betrays me and takes flight
Suddenly it reaches another world
I can't express in any known word

Now it slumbers in deep burrows
Of joys little and plentiful sorrows
Then it rockets into high skies
Has no sails or wings but it flies

While it craves for love and care
It has to bear burdensome share
Of agony, pain, grief and despair
For it can't avoid time's nasty stare

Oftentimes, it is full to the neck
With chores on the life's open deck
When I try to free it with little peck
More pour down in million specks

Empty mind is bad, said bygone sages
In my empty mind, great war rages
Of petty thoughts and little crazes
Means mind's not empty in any stages

It baffles itself with its own travails
War of thoughts always prevails
I am lost in their intricate trails
In a storm, I'm without my sails

While it boggles me deep inside and out
It is something I cannot live without
Though painful, its a necessary malady
I am clinging to it like my own lady

Sunday 28 July 2019  (12 Shrawan 2076)