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Aug 2017
How and what should I explain myself...

For I am tired with the same course of routine my mind follows.
I think, I think and I think, thought after thought, just like the waves of ocean, coming and leaving, each time a new one, but having the same impact, no more, no less..

I feel tired of explaining myself.
Don't know when the conflict would cease between a tired mind and a broken heart...

The mind is tired but still it thinks,
The heart is broken but still it loves,
Both are stubborn, don't know who to blame...
Mind doesn't follow and heart never listens...
Yes, I need rest, free from the worldly sorrows and pains, free from the continuous ongoing conflict.
Seems very easy, but its the most dangerous task you would ever get.
Written by
Amulya Sadaphale
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