RANDOM THOUGHTS

Of random thoughts

And boggling mires

All the have nots

And reigning sires

The aching hearts

And raining eyes

Of blunted darts

And pleasant sighs

The eerie smiles

And mystic looks

The truthful guiles

And fading brooks

Of weird musings

In silent rooms

All the cruising

In sandy looms

 

Its surprising what silent rooms can do to you. There I was, sitting in a library looking for jstor articles, and failing miserably, trying to find my way through those stacks of books…mind you the richest libraries have every single book, except the one that you need.  Well this poem then came flooding into my mind. Please pardon the sheer absurdity if u may feel so.