Its complicated!

My mind is an inexplicable world
An endless tunnel with orifices growing by the sec
Gushing thoughts into the brain, challenging its capacity
Dreams, desires, wishes, aspirations
Dreads, fears, countless contemplations
All gnawing at me in the form of thoughts

Thought of defeat, thought of distress
Thought of desire, enticing the beautiful mistress
Thought of winning, thought of ruling
While roaming the streets and silly befooling
Thought of losing the last penny around
Thought of overpowering, all the problems inbound

Thought of crying, aging reverse into a kid
Rather scare the shit out of people like the giant squid
Thought of deceit, while writing down the cheque
Thought of submerging, while standing on the deck
Thought of getting lost, the chances too seem fair
Thought of winning it all, fixating on me, the world’s stare.

Thought of getting thrown out of the class,
While still walking my way through the underpass
Thought of getting a loud promotion to the top
While still finishing off backlogs in silence, pin drop.
Thought of kissing her on the first date
Though still trembling from her tender hand-shake

Thoughts even though so occupying and pressing
Tell me that I am alive to think
Maybe more so than anyone else
Getting a gazillion of them as my eyes blink
Thoughts traumatize, thoughts torment
Thoughts reassure when all hell’s hell-bent

Hell-bent to make me think of the nerve-racking stuff in life
Though I lay on the cosy couch and think of my ‘soon to be there’ wife
‘Even the thought of a psychiatrist, jeopardises my thought process’
I got told by one of my patients, when his thoughts started making a mess
‘Easy my friend, you’ve got a nice thought there!
It’ll make my work tough, but it well makes you rare.’