The mind is in a ramble,
With confusion and nothing else.

The heart beats uncertainly,
Paced up by whirlwinds of excitement,
Slowed down by the realizations of impractical cravings.

In between clashing wants,
The ‘Maybe‘ creeps in.
Should I follow the heart against the virtuous mind?
Maybe not,

As the tempest of desires and reality doesn’t seem to end.

When in doubt about following passions,
The maybe creeps in.
Maybe it is too unrealistic?
Maybe not!

The maybe creeps in – like a new ray of hope.
And unknowingly, even in the apparent daze
The maybe ends all conflict…

  • Pakhi


A Sagittarian in love with words...

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