Meandering mind

Idle mind stokes many a doubt-

nagging, always fading in and out;

Momentarily in the labyrinth they are lost,

yet out of nowhere, the mind they accost.

Dismal thoughts unnerve you with their pace,

they pull you into a mind-numbing pseudo-race.

feasting on luscious spread of hidden fears,

they threaten to drown you in your tears.

We can only waffle in shock or awe-

flummoxed by life's mysteries

or mesmerized by its hidden beauties.

We are only human, is that a flaw? 

Ah the mind wanders like a cloud-

seeking solitude in a crowd;

yearning for coterie in wilderness;

rambling on in search of semblance...  

 

This post is shared with 3WW and the words for this week are Dismal, Luscious & Waffle.
Picture is from Google images