The Bothersome Mind

By Rageesha

When thoughts are in haze,

When mind is in maze,

I lie down and gaze,

The sky, that always amaze.

The problems in the mind,

Keeps running and jumping undefined.

The face will always smile and be kind,

To make everyone surrounding me, blind.

The threads of solution gets intertwined,

Leaving me confused and outlined.

The rays of hope, seems unkind,

With all the worries and loneliness combined.

All the anxiety, shows up the face,

All the jitters will start to chase,

All the fears, gears up and race,

All the uneasiness shakes up my place.

Then, I sit calmly, think and pray,

“O Lord!! Be humble and strike out the greys.”

The clarity is much needed in this hay,

So that, generous smile can stay.

All the insecurity chapters must be erased soon,

All the troubles must be ruined.

Then, all the stress will sense like cartoon,

And all the issues will turn out to be a boon.

Waiting for such day to come,

When mind, will be happy and not bothersome.

The eyes will be shining like rays of sun,

And the work will be outstanding and outrun.

By Rageesha