AT TIMES
At times I do nothing
And in this nothingness
I kept finding lost things
At times I can’t sleep
And in this awakeness
I see lovely dreams
At times I sit in silence
And as silence talks
I write love poems
At times I appear mad
As madness surrounds me
I see the road to heaven
At times I wish to know all
My thoughts did call
All boomeranged within.
©sunita grover raina 2022
India
06/02/22
Photo credit -self
