Excited,
nervous, stressed
Veins throbbing
inside my head;
I lay my
head on a pillow
But there
are crowed images in my mind
Light and
deep thoughts making noise
Jumping from
ideas to ideas
From one
vision to the next one;
Tiredness has
set in though eyes won’t close
Then thoughts
and ideas begin to speak
And I was
speaking to them!
Is this
beginning of insanity
Or the mind
of an excited little girl?
May be its
just me: an ageing
Immature woman
– still not content,
Still searching;
many ambitions
And looking
for eternal peace;
But then,
when peace comes to me
I will rest
for an eternity
Now
please let me keep on going!
