The everyday battle –
to survive.
The rush,
mindless junctions,
speeding time.
The self created flux,
Where I kill i.
Would it be different
Mind –
If you ceased to be?
Would it be better
Ignorance…limit.
Sailing through the
unguided labyrinth, is
me…lost!
Intelligent, unique,
powerful, vulnerable –
Human.
Laid mines in the backyard…
Now – in the pursuit
to shift, home.
You don’t rest…
What else could I do with you
Mind –
What did I do to myself?
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"love is the one who masters all things."
Mawlãnã Rumi.