Holding the gap within

My head feels like a bag full of contradictions

Or, strands of wool entangled in themselves

My mind is not ordinary , they say

And yet I cannot help but sigh at the complexity of it.

It sees the World like a kaleidoscope

Colours splashing around vividly....

It understands feelings spilt as words

Or reads emotions like morse code

The mind can hold so much

And yet it doesn't know what to do with it

It looks at few degrees and a bunch of certificates

And wonders if logic is all that it can stick to.

The mind craves for a dance

Or a pleasant symphony

It feels the rhythm of beats

And thrives at the synergy

And people say quite a few things

about choosing

about letting it go.

And mind looks at them- hapless. unable. apprehensive.

The mind knows - life is holistic, and it, multifaceted

it cannot be broken into parts or segments

it cannot be folded into something that it is not.

The mind cannot help but synthesise senses together.

And life is tough

With long bills

With social codes

With biological clocks ticking

It loves different things at different times

It loves people and dislikes the chaos that people contain

It loves peace and yet, craves for novelty

It wants security and loves to risk it all

It tries to cope

tries to escape

tries to find ways

to establish its ground

but, it changes

life changes

priorities change

and time changes

and it looks deluded

aghast

unsure

of what it is capable of

and what it wants to do.