My Undisclosed World Of Thoughts

Unsolved is that math problem from ten years ago That geometry problem with triangles of torment and angles of anguish I tried this formula and that random trick I’d learnt Tallying those equations and reaching a dead-end every time The problem remained unsolved for days at a stretch Until I gave up on it and forgot about it completely I found other easier problems to solve meanwhile Pleasing myself, inflating my ego, giving me a solver’s afterglow I solved many a problem over the years hence Not all mathematical - some matters of the mind, some problems of the heart But one fine day I encountered what looked like a similar problem Those same triangles of torment, those same angles of anguish My hands trembled with an eerie sense of familiarity – it was the same problem It seem like I’d seen a long lost love, that I knew so much yet nothing about I picked up the pen as I did resolve and gave it what would be my one last try To my utte

Distance makes the heart grow fonder, they all say and proclaim Yet the same distance when violated could now make the heart sicker We live in these social distancing times, socially distraught and disturbing times But is my distance from you only physical or social and not emotional in nature? It took a disease for us to distance ourselves socially from our fellow beings Yet it had already been a while since we distanced ourselves from the ones we so loved These night-outs, drinking, dancing and the endless noise to drown the inner voice Has not only distanced me from you but from my own true naked self These hollow days of endless reflection only embolden these feelings further That this distance would make the heart grow fonder only if the heart was ever there. . . . Peace!