Woven Verses
When i'm at work weaving verses
I have my stringent mindset
Trying to explore the hidden psyche
And discover the unseen stars,
Loosely chained in the universal ken.
As I peer into the vision of thoughts
With naked eyes of insight
I'm Dumbstruck with vulnerable views
Akin to some star gazer who had ever fixed his eyes
Who; whilst surfing finds mind boggling objects.
It's a pure bliss-sans a reason
For; its the grit that keeps up the pace
Of labor, where the instincts of intuitive
Keep a track on the moving mind waves.
This brings them down to pen in its pensive mood
Whilst in its exploration of thought as he broods on.
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