Inside My Head
You do wonder about what goes on inside my head
Should I tell you about it, would you see me as weird
Pray, do tell me
For what goes on in my head
Is worthy of being a state secret, a matter I let remain a huge mystery!
But come, tonight, I do feel light and jovial
I shall tell you of my microcosm's tale
Indeed I shall; come, see you, inside my head does be a world
A world made of a King and a Queen
A King being my own muse, and a Queen being me, a poet, always so serene!
In love is this King with her Queen
In love they have been with each other, since creation was not yet aged sixteen
In love to such an extent that even separation does not matter
That even demons fail in their attempt to seduce one or the other
In love so much that the whole of creation only wishes them to be together
Inside my head, does be an eternal love story
Why, being made of goodness and beauty
I can only write lines and lines of how does the story unfold itself
Each day, through blessings and renewed faith
Each day, through blessings and submissive faith indeed
Inside my head, do be not worries of the mundane
See you, these are to be bothered only on the Earthen plane
A plane we shall leave, one day, once and for all
Remaining shall be our hopes, our faith, the calls of our soul
So, inside my head, does be what I do consider as my world, the one ideal!
Yes, inside my head, does be the world as I want it to be
With my muse, my king, the one being made of greatest mystery
Inside my head, does be me, in spirit form
Inside my head, I do rule my own kingdom
Yes, yes, inside my head, I do live my own dreamlike life!
13 September 2015
For Contest Inside my Head
Sponsored by John Lawless
Copyright © Anoucheka Gangabissoon | Year Posted 2015
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