Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.
In the mighty realm of our mind
every thought counts as a cause
if thoughts were easy to rewind
we'd see why life is full of flaws.
With our mind monkeying around
wishing and doubting at same time
nothing takes root in fertile ground
so far from anything looking sublime.
In the likes of some pinball machine
our mind is rarely moving in any order
thoughts randomly bouncing off each pin
enclosed within a narrow frame as a border.
So many clouded by smoke of dope
and others dulled by their daily booze
as if they are feeling at end of their rope
with wasted mind what's more there to lose.
Reluctant between love and fear
far below the threshold of our sight
feeling most secure in its parking gear
not slightly aware of its tremendous might.
© 2021 Val Karas