Oh, the thoughts <br />As wild, roaring storm <br />Rolls away and roll out <br />Through the current and beyond <br />And dialect me from present <br /> <br />Oh! It’s heaving ardent commands <br />Linked and entangled as an enigma <br />Whisper as feathers <br />But sometimes shriek as a shrike <br />And trail me as a wild trout <br /> <br />It act on times as obtrusive child <br />Petulant to invade the interstellar gem <br />But I abide and coaxed in rule <br />And ponder around in its hunt <br /> <br />Alas! Sometimes it chuck me in <br />A Swinging pendulous frame <br />And make me footstep, the foxtrot dance <br />And it celebrate my forlorn phase <br />As if to test my fortitude <br /> <br />Many a time it takes me to the world <br />The world of floating clouds and dews <br />I love to get lost in lovely ride <br />With fairies and those floating flowers <br /> <br />One can see me in that depth <br />Floating in monotony <br />And get lost at merry thoughts <br />I am lost and lost and lost… <br /> <br />Sandhya<br /><br />Sandhya S.N<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-lost-and-lost/
