Thought
I think and think and think
And I’m drowned in the drink
But the thought fades in a wink
The brain tries hard to regain
And thinks and thinks again
But all my efforts are in vain
Keeps on moving thought’s reel
Old goes and comes new to fill
But against my will I’ve to kill
The thought my near thought
Always light rain it’s brought
I at times undergo the drought
Disturbs my mind the dead silence
Calms it down the cruel violence
Pleasure I find in the fear hence
Blows my mind as in wind does hay
Better to be betrayed than to betray
Man he’s not who thinks other way
26th Dec 2001
Baireni, Dhading, Nepal
This ”THOUGHT” is just unputdownable…drowned me in the hard-drink-blended sensibilities.
One of those many famous poems hither-to written up.
Simple words expressed in wonderful thought is the ”Thought”.
Nice and admirable~!