Muddlehead
Muddlehead
Strolling down the lane of memory,
My mind got filled up with reverie.
Life brought me into a situation,
With all the tension.
My life came in a shackle of low spirit,
How should I mention the heartbeat?
My mind with perplexing thought,
I want a note of the life part.
Shining of the blazing sun,
Brings hopes in the long run.
But what does it bring to the perplexed mind?
Like a flying kite we find.
Twittering birds dwell somewhere,
But a muddlehead lives nowhere.
They walk not on their feet,
In this heartwood life of heat.
They stumble up like stones,
Life becomes like thorns.
A flower blooms and also gloom.
What does a muddlehead living in a room?
But the thought of positivity arises,
With the rays to rise.
I got a thought of bright days
And my thought started shining like sunrays.
My support was my best insight,
Which shows me the path to sight.
I can do my best, my Self-introspection says.
My inner thought gives me a path of the ray.
To know that thorns in life are not always pricks,
And make you lose your way like a broken stick.
Your supporter will help you to grow,
Catch hold of the hand and be torchbearer to make you.
They enlightened my life and remove my low spirit,
I on the way got lit.
To be honest and not be late,
And remove low-spirit and never wait.
To accomplish Goal,
Make life whole.
To never be low-spirited,
Always try to be lighted.
With thoughts of insight,
Reach the sight.
Don't be a muddlehead,
For life will give you all with an amiability and happiness spread.