Sometimes they pierce holes like sharpened needles
Sometimes they make you feel alive
Often they drag you to pits and woods
From where you can't escape
Its a tug of war,
No matter who wins
Or who lose
like an active volcano urging to erupt
The lava simmers inside
Pressure in the depth remains ceaseless.
Suppress your thoughts
You will realize how foolish you were
Thoughts, like thunder and lightning
Showers never-ending like Mawsynram
You become blind in the rain
All pathways wiped off by flooded water
Tears dissolve in rainwater but thoughts overflow
Thoughts, as incessant as a desert
Whirls around like sand dunes
Unheralded attacks by venomous creatures
Marks an end without any thoughts
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