Bipolar Worlds

Sometimes a world of chaos comes, Like thoughts to unravel. Sometimes I feel pregnant with energy galore, It's as if I'm speeding towards the finish line. Sometimes I find myself inside a world, With such silence, you'd hear a pin drop, and I am simmered. Sometimes a world of smashing ideas arrives, And the sifting begins, because, I must not jump to conclusion or climb lofty heights. Sometimes a world of costal scenes emerges with Zephyr breeze, and carefree years. Sometimes kaleidoscopic world shows itself, And I'm in love with all of life. Sometimes a world of symphony streams like dream I wish would never end. Sometimes my world seem upside down, and I must flip pages of the script because, The other side of night is morning light. Sometimes I enter a world of stillness, and The beating of my heart with breath Awakens me to countless lives, Souls striving to see of clarity. *