Rudderless
A torrent of thoughts
swirls in my mind,
I channel them through
the tip of my quill and
tether them on a sheaf of papers.
There’s a plateau in my heart,
sizzling hot like bacon on a skillet
where a scoop of ice-cream melts
like the sweat of my brow
shimmering like the mirage
in a hostile desert.
Like the vast expanse of an arid land
swept by the wild winds
and overrun by tumbleweeds,
My spirit
wanders the realm of subconscious
with an unrelenting query
that it yearns in vain to grasp.
Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2025
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