Instincts of an individual

Like the clouds Is your thoughts Passes always In a moment far away Make sure to hold The second it comes If you want To catch who you are.                     - rajesh

Every time I, feel a heart Stomach goes up Do not know why, some Uneasiness fills the space When the beats try to rise Emptiness weighs to pain If at all I, try to figure Surround sounds, sounds to death Even if ink finds my hand Flesh at my top starts to think To stop me ink – though Thee thoughts unstops to flow Brain wins heart to stop my ink. Opened eyes shuts the way Closed eyes shows the way Oh my god, what can I do To stop my brain And not my heart If friends they are Would delight my dreams But aren’t they I’m cursed to kill, Those thoughts I must ink. -           rajesh