Author: Sonal

I leave them behind

I try to create a new world

But the old thoughts

Again, have me encircled

I try to speed up and run away

But I get chased and find them in my way

Is there no way to not have them?

The useless thoughts – why do they stem!

I reason out, command to be left alone 

But they repeatedly creep into my zone

I want to break free, for no purpose I find

Why these thoughts should be in my mind

I reprimand them and banish them to go

Yet, I get chased, like a creeper they grow

I sit with them, listen to them again

Realise that there’s no point to remain chained

I implore them to let me win

They ask me to turn within

Their roots I find deep in my heart

Till the roots are there, how will they depart!

This time around I question myself you see
Do I agree that I really want to get free?

Do they chase me or I keep them close?

Why do I ask for their repeated dose!

They remind me of those who I hold dear 

Of happy times when they were near

So, yes, probably I hold onto them

As they let me escape to a magical realm

Where all is happy and they’re close

Love and smiles are in overdose 

The pain of reality hits me again

They’re not near, so these thoughts are in vain

I gather myself and start to run away

Being chased by those thoughts that don’t obey!