We all have an instinct
About various schemes of things
Actions, consequences, feelings
And sometimes even dreams.
Sometimes we follow them
Sometimes we choose to resist
But mostly as life goes on
We think its best to desist.
My instinct often acts as my augur
Through signs, impressions or a hunch.
But my brain responds, if I follow it
I am on the path to self destruct.
So I ignite those fires in me,
Worth a thousand passions to feed.
I let those emotions cascade…
Fall louder than a thousand waterfalls.
The rumpus of all those thoughts
Creating a thousand storms to fight.
The shivers deep within the core
Causing a thousand fault lines.
All that ravage inside me
Leads to serenity outside,
For what happens inside
Senses the illusions that live outside.
© Deepa Bajaj, 2019. All Rights Reserved.