TURMOIL

Inner thoughts out of thoughts,
Thought they were both the same.
One is intellectual,
The other just inane.

The inane one often wakes me up,
While the intellectual let me sleep.
One likes to deliberate all day,
The other dreams his life away.

Neither understands each other,
Like the working of my brain.
Insanity comes to everyone,
Who tries to write the same.





Poetry by Alan J Ripley The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-01-22 at 00:31

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urban duck The PoetBay support member heart!
I think this is geography, the space, thoughts occupy
2023-01-22