Kingdom Of Wisdom

Amidst the silence, of the world

There is, chaos inside

Where every thought competes

To get my hold, and to slide

Down the lane of old memory

And churn out the only bowl

That may either, hold the nectar

Or the liquid, that is foul

I don't know, what will I get

At the end of the dark tunnel

Yet my only choice is, to push

Every thought, down the funnel

Where they get filtered out

To produce the gold of wisdom 

Which I will accept with heart

And rebuild my beautiful kingdom.