Fusion
© S K Iyer
It's not the mood -
It's the mind.
That
works,
Sometimes fast,
Sometimes slow,
Sometimes it sleeps.
In the
evening,
After a day's work,
Lying on my bed,
Staring at the
ceiling,
I see pictures,
Like in a cinema hall -
Blurred images.
If
there's an image
With some clarity,
So that I can at least
Make up what
it is,
I pen it down.
Some like, some don't.
And when you like
it
Our thoughts unite
A delightful moment
Of blissful fusion -
Of
minds!