A bucket of thoughts
is all that I posses.
They start to overflow
but I don't seem to have a place
where I can pour them
so that they can go along the waves
and get intertwined with others.
My mind is overcrowded
with thoughts that argue
against the validations
It refuses to seek approval from others
since it has a thought of its own
its own behaviour and personality
and its own identity
that seems to be unique in this world.
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Author:
Nature (
Offline) - Published: October 19th, 2026 11:24
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Comments1
A tangle of thoughts in this poem of a crowded mind
True! Thanks for reading my poem!
You are most welcome
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