I need to quieten my mind

Of the chaos running wild

The soul needs to wait

Before meeting it's twin

at the next beautiful gate

 

There are lots of words

Running a wild race

Marathon of thoughts

Feelings doing acrobatics 

Knowing not where to pause

 

I need to rest my soul

Fetch some pills of peace

Enter the silent zone

And let me mind slowly sleep

Before the dawn retreats

 

I need to hold on tight

To the wavering faith

Flickering hopes and dreams 

Letting them be at ease

To make a stronger me

 

I need to let my heart beat

At it's own slow pace

Anxiety and curiosity can stay

Away from me in dungeons deep

So that my heart regains it's activity

 

I need to "laugh out loud"

To release pent up tensions

Venting away all the stale breath

Which has molten discomforts

Else eruptions loud can bring untold miseries 

 

I need to often smile

Slowing down the running life

Athletes steady i shall meet

Whose aim is motivating not victory

Inspiring minds to be one of their kind

 

Toilet poet:- 

 

need to sit over toilet seat

Releasing some worthwhile poetry

Gently letting the muses arise

To let go off when it softly builds

Flushing down the ugly verses and lyrics