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.