Thoughtless

  • To be, thoghtless, is what I want
    For thoghts oft torment
    Of money , status, health
    Fear of death seeming near
    And how we failed by a wrong move
    That has cost us heavy
    Wreacking havock on our little ones
    For no fault of theirs,
    Thoghts and thoughts galore
    Overpowering nerves
    Why , many of those ghastly feelings flee
    As we manage sleep somehow
    Burying the old in a dreamy state
    For they should not have bothered
    As much I , wish them to go
    Leaving me in my kingdom
    Just the way I am, thoughtless…

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