Thoughts

A rare moment when Sun shined above my head

Littered a spray of wild thoughts inside my mind                          

Kept my Soul evil very wild

My eyelids brightened like Gold

In the bright and coloured attire I wear

I became a cynosure there

Looking for happy days in that year,

Am I seeing a good colour there?

Blues and greens, yellows and red,

Running my memories so vivid

My growing ecstasy well fared

Am I seeing someone who cheered?

Letters and words flowed from my heart

I could have killed any fracas if one;

The verses perfumed air in spirit

Am I really audible to thee?

Warm smell of roses grew me bold,

My ears trembled to be told,

What my wits wanted so long and old,

Am I here to hear it so loud?

The green light of smile coloured my eyes,

Music and drums engulfed my ears,

I am becoming thinner than air,

Am I waiting for this all the years?

What is faith; what is verve;

Wandered for the answer as it ever

Masters always failed to be in there,

Am I writing another theory here?

Poise thoughts withered away,

Lights started moving to red,

Music and drums far away,

Am I nearing the dread?

The sun distanced away from me,

Cool winds slowed me down,

And my legs were shaking more than above,

Am I lived down in the town?

To the likes of many who where there

I am a humble layman here.