In my stream of consciouness, <br />the stumbles deliver poems. <br />The trees of reality cast their shades often <br />over the terrains of my life, <br />the stream takes its own path. <br />It seems to flood at times and <br />my drugs keep them at bay. <br />Waiting for me ahead, who knows - <br />is an ocean of stillness or <br />a waterfall of insanity.<br /><br />Putholi Arumugham T<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-path-of-my-life/
