In a meeting uncalled,
There were members uninvited,
Swirling up things,
Making up twigs,
And tangled twists.
Unwanted members,
Unwanted discussions,
Washes the brain,
Drains the vein,
Leaving messed up lane.
Like my head sticks a ‘wanted’ poster,
And a satisfying reward,
They rush in with speed,
Position some seed,
Which is only a weed.
You came in uninvited,
You will go away the same,
Get away from me,
I will set you all free,
Go; hunt a new home!
Even I have monsters inside my brain. All talking non sensical jargons. A great poem 🙂
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Ha ha.. Thank you so much.. 🙂
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nice, textured!
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Thanks a many… 🙂
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Great one!!
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Thank you… 🙂
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Scintillating flow! – Cezane
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Thank you so much.. 🙂
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This is of different taste and I liked it much the way you presented it… Great one indeed… 🙂
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Thank you so much Ashish… 🙂 yayy! 🙂
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Totally love the symbolism of tis poem! Another triumph Prakash!
Namaste Sherri-Ellen 🙂
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🙂 Thanks a lot.. I am happy you feel so.. 🙂
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Unwanted thoughts and things are part of life. But sometimes who knows the unwanted may turn out to be something that we needed that moment.
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Exactly sir! That’s when they become wanted and part of life! Thank you for your thoughts.. 🙂
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