Jun 2020
I am hung up in the middle,
Of two whims of my brain:
which puts me ever into the riddle;
Without seeking any help to Explain.
This thing twist my appearance-
Without showing any mercy:
All the time, I have to show adherence;
It is fallen on me like a worse misery.
But can not do to someone complain;
Because it is my mumbo-jumbo earth;
Of my brain, it never let anyone gain,
The control of its entity at any worth.
Composed by Urooba Fatima
Of two whims of my brain:
which puts me ever into the riddle;
Without seeking any help to Explain.
This thing twist my appearance-
Without showing any mercy:
All the time, I have to show adherence;
It is fallen on me like a worse misery.
But can not do to someone complain;
Because it is my mumbo-jumbo earth;
Of my brain, it never let anyone gain,
The control of its entity at any worth.
Composed by Urooba Fatima
This poem explicit about the situation when you are brain stuck in confusion and your brain does not accept any suggestions of others because it doesn't want anyone to rule over it.
