Chariots short poem

Thoughts have a mind of their own

they bring to me a rainbow of emotions

each hue darker than the other

each hue engulfing me in its eternity

and I keep floating through them

if only it was all real

if only thoughts were chariots

I could ride

but try I will, Try I will to have them

at my beck and call.

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Nothing enthralls me anymore, Nothing surprises me anymore, I know not the depth of my own soul, nothing allures me anymore..............
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