Drifting thoughts run
Like comets in the sky
All in a different direction
To the awe of the passersby.
They run and then they turn
Invisible force draws them together..
They collide
They coalesce
With little strings they tether.
Now it takes shape..
A vision, a dream
More detached from reality
it now should seem...
Rays from a glittering diamond
Fingers running through the mauve sand
Gone in a second,
Gone in a blink
Testimony to it's temporary stand.
Fearsome storms invade
into a hidden recess
Finally.. some clarity shines
Though I must confess...
Tangible as they are
In straight lines they do not align
They deviate
They drift
Yet they are figments of my mind.
Like comets in the sky
All in a different direction
To the awe of the passersby.
They run and then they turn
Invisible force draws them together..
They collide
They coalesce
With little strings they tether.
Now it takes shape..
A vision, a dream
More detached from reality
it now should seem...
Rays from a glittering diamond
Fingers running through the mauve sand
Gone in a second,
Gone in a blink
Testimony to it's temporary stand.
Fearsome storms invade
into a hidden recess
Finally.. some clarity shines
Though I must confess...
Tangible as they are
In straight lines they do not align
They deviate
They drift
Yet they are figments of my mind.
5 comments:
Beautiful poem on drifting thoughts....very well described...
Thank you!
Lovely writing! Few lines were very intense..
Thanks Harsha!
Beautiful poem with a deep meaning !
Glad to have come across you :)
Take Care
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