I have many things to write,
head is full of ideas bright.
They are fighting to come out of my head,
trying to cover me in rain by making a shed.
Multi-tasking was going on in my head,
many colors were used in one color red.
Some were dark black and some were shining light,
which can spread sorrow or can make someone feel delight.
My emotions and my thoughts were becoming rivals,
head again and again was making time- travels.
Remembering the voyage of a crow in past,
imagining life of an unicorn in the future vast.
This empty mind is full off bustle,
without workers is trying to build a castle.
Solid materials are getting delicate in the store,
I am untouched by water, standing on a sea shore.
(c) The Squire: Page-A-Day Poetry Anthology 2015