My mind consists of
A chain of your thoughts,
which form a maze-like structure.
It is hard to figure out,
as this puzzle gets on deepening.
I ponder at night,
I sit in darkness with my eyes closed,
My hands shaking to the mere ocean of your memories,
which appear like a whirlpool of waves,
churning my mind, drawing me towards its mess,
like a magnetic force, I try to move away,
but it’s effect turns my efforts into a waste of energy,
It slowly sucks my happiness and absorbs my peace of mind,
Sending me into oblivion, I have no option left,
But to lie on my bed and close my weary eyes,
As I surrender myself into night’s slumber,
till my ship passes this hurricane until I wake up
on the peaceful shore, all set to sail again.