Thought Bouquet

the rustle of the leaves the bustle of the town the buzz of the bees and the smile of a clown! everywhere,resides poetry world's a poem in motion just let your mind free let thoughts fly, sans inhibition! bright camouflage of clouds in sky as the tired sun, sets in west the frail spider's last try determined, refusing to rest! let your ideas effortlessly flow a brook,cutting through rocks,jubilant take in the world,deep and slow a calm wide river,thoughtful,silent! for, the best poems for all days are never created nor made they are all around us,always waiting to be discovered,shaped!

my life, it is an ever enduring war a constant conflict with myself a chaos,with increasing disorder a cacophony, of confusing noises! with days, tumbling over each other and time, constantly ticking away my life,it recedes from me merging into an ocean of people,getting lost! and when today I look into the mirror try as i might,I fail to find myself and see another face lost in the milieu common thoughts,common ideas,common lives! but I refuse to submit,live an ordinary life breaking the shackles, compulsions of the crowd I shall rise to find myself,separate and distinct and dusting away the ordinary,reveal the lustre of self!