Being Awake

Silhouettes walk past the overcrowded mind

Trying frantically to communicate at similar wavelengths

Disruptions are real, powerful interference persist

Measured words stifle language of the heart

Only decorative tongues try to socialise with this world

Carriers of such burden burdens the posture

Journeying through unreal reality with inadequate reason

Sun’s rays have become critical of unillumined thoughts

Introspection can be therapeutical for unsettled sentiments

Omniscience will embrace the awakened soul