I TALK IN RIDDLES, THEY SAY

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A wandering mind set loose on its path as it may,
Wanders aboard timeless thoughts they say
It might reach the sky or the dark abyss
And yet they say I talk in riddles

When a mind full of thoughts is let loose
It's like a cross between a hippie and a recluse
 The facts are as clear as they are to be
And yet they say I talk in riddles

They say my thoughts are profound and meaningful
And then they say I complicate the usual
It's hard to grasp what they really intend to convey
And then they say I talk in riddles

People may believe the unbelievable,
They may trust in the blatantly untrustable
How untrustable could a person's ideals be?
And they still say I talk in riddles

Yet eventually, it's good not to be understood sometimes
Mysterious people have their own charm
Why let everything out in the open to the judgmental audience?
It's good to be surrounded by this world, wandering and confused!

Peace!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Here's Sahil Kaul for u..at his best again..:)
April 28, 2012 at 9:32 AM
Niharika said…
Wow! This is a really amazing poem Sahil. Man! I have soooo much to learn from you. <3
April 28, 2012 at 10:37 AM
Anonymous said…
How are thoughts to be expressed, I have known but, how are thoughts to be felt, I learn from you.
April 28, 2012 at 1:20 PM
Sahil Kaul said…
@Anonymous1-Haha, just trying :P
@Niks- Always there to teach(if I can) :)
@Anonymous2-Write them as you feel it, and write exactly when you feel it! Timing is important :)
April 29, 2012 at 4:26 AM
Anonymous said…
Yep, true that. Thank you :)
May 1, 2012 at 6:41 AM
Unknown said…
Another brilliant one :)
Boy, you just keep getting better I say!
May 18, 2012 at 11:26 PM
Sahil Kaul said…
Thank you madam. With contemporaries like you, the process of evolution in writing is only natural!! :)
May 19, 2012 at 2:54 AM
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